Luyện nghe bài hát Tear It Off

Yo man
This is
(?)
[Method
And

Slap it
[Method
Way out of

Roll in a
[Method
Fo' we gun

1:]

Yo, flipmode,
toiletbowls
When Doc drop a shitload
fo's
Mushrooms, dick
Deep
Whip
I O's
Money, Roll, I stick a
Tiptoed, Doc escape row
Thirsty, out a pig nose
My Benz too, wings and 6-0's
My flows is North cold
My hands got that fits snow
Doc, fixin' in disco's
My dogs let 'em walk ripped clothes
Shows, Niggas 6 rolls
losin' 'em
His won't get pulse
Pack you bags off a 10 percent
(?), I could hum and shit

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

2:]
[Method
I get scanned, rip
With stick style
Pistol, ground
Get off my now
Kick crowd, hot

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

Up all the
I'm
Go make your Wu just

3:]

You try to O.K
Doc and Meth Tical
Barsaloon without weapons out
Strechmarks like Belly on Kevin
On to score, only second down
Hoes play wifey, wanna down
Try to lock cash, better bounce
jumpin', Meth shut 'em down
Pound to echo loud, bout 7
Doc, dirty Jersey, hunt 'em
Uncut rhymes, even fit your foul
Baddest man out the bunch, 'em out
with a gun, miss you hit the crowd
Snitches, someone kiss to you mouth
Wilder then rhinos or trous
Mrs. how Mary-Ann, 'em out
Ginger watch with the gun and a mouth
Love the ruckas and love to it out
3 watched MC's, wristin' out
Get whole camp put on the missile foul
12 out, bumpin' digital

4:]
[Method
We ice
Men of mice, ain't nice

Fuck you
Man]
Your thight is to light to
We right, on fright night
When write
We bust pipe, condo's that thight
We all right, you all hype and right
In the Source, with mic, you half liked
And half dead, on glass bed
(?), red, the hashhead
Burn somethin', somethin' and learn somethin'
my turn frontin'
Def Jam ain't nothin', yet
Suspect,
'em down or you get busted
Never leave home my musket
Thrust this, out for justice,
And on Judgement Day,
caught y'all
Take MC's to town if they blawn
to ashes, they all fall ground
Master be with hazardous tactics
Send my automatic full rap jacket
Blasted in plastic brain on the mattrress
All you kids ask backwards and versa

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