Luyện nghe bài hát Tear It Off

Yo man
is protected
(?)
[Method
And

Slap it
Man]
Way out of

Roll in a
Man]
Fo' we gun

1:]

Yo, flipmode,
toiletbowls
When Doc come drop a
Grip
Mushrooms, those
pistol
Whip
I O's
Money, Roll, I stick a
Tiptoed, before Doc row
Thirsty, out a pig nose
My Benz too, wings and 6-0's
My is North Pole cold
My hands got area's that fits
Doc, hoes in disco's
My dogs let 'em walk with clothes
Shows, Niggas 6 rolls
losin' 'em
His hart get pulse
Pack you bags off a 10 doze
(?), I could hum and shit

Yo, yo tear the off
Yo, yo the roof off
off, don't make me shoot y'all
You don't want to with us
You

2:]
[Method
I get scanned, rip
With this style
Pistol, lick
Get off my now
crowd, hot style

Timid, to get in it
These is rock rowd
Unchained, untained, you know my
Act strange, pack
not a game
The ill flows, kills shows
You can yo
Kickin' in you do', a steel
Go for dough
Y'all gon learn I spit
When you shot on Big Worm
You burned
Punks don't get turned, get done
And get sun, come get
The last lye in a ditch
Now who wanna fuck Hot Nick
Niggas chew gum with they ass and pop
Me and Doc get,

Up all the
I'm
Go your Wu just imposters

3:]

You try to O.K
With Doc and Tical
Barsaloon fight without out
Strechmarks like Belly on Kevin
On yard to score, only down
Hoes play wifey, settle down
Try to lock cash, bitch better
jumpin', Meth shut 'em down
Pound to loud, bout 7 miles
Doc, dirty Jersey, hunt 'em
rhymes, won't even fit your foul
Baddest man out the bunch, 'em out
Drunk with a gun, you hit the crowd
Snitches, someone to stitch you mouth
Wilder then rhinos or liquor
Mrs. how Mary-Ann, 'em out
Ginger watch with the gun and skip a
the ruckas and love to dish it out
3 MC's, start wristin' out
Get your whole camp put on the foul
Pushin' 12 out, digital

4:]
[Method
We ice
Men of mice, ain't nothing

Fuck you
Man]
Your is to light to fight
We move right, on night
When write
We bust pipe, condo's that suck
We all right, you all and war's right
In the Source, with half mic, you liked
And half dead, on glass bed
(?), eyes red, the
Burn somethin', earn somethin' and learn
Take my frontin'
Def Jam heard nothin', yet
Suspect,
'em down or you get busted
Never leave home my musket
Thrust this, out for justice,
And caught on Day,
caught proud
Take MC's to town if they start
Ashes to ashes, they all fall
Master be with hazardous tactics
Send my automatic full rap jacket
Blasted in plastic your on the mattrress
All you kids ask backwards and versa

Come on, yo the roof off
Nigga, yo the roof off
Back off, don't me shoot y'all
You don't want to with us
You
Huh
Yo, You don't to fuck with us
You
Yo, You don't want to with us
You