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
Deep
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 flows is Pole cold
My hands got area's that snow
Doc, fixin' in disco's
My dogs let 'em with ripped clothes
Shows, pack 6 rolls
losin' 'em
His hart won't get
Pack you bags off a 10 doze
(?), I hum and shit cold

Yo, yo tear the off
Yo, yo tear the off
Back off, don't me shoot y'all
You don't to fuck with us
You

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

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

Up all the
I'm
Go make your Wu imposters

3:]

You try to O.K
With Doc and Meth
Barsaloon without weapons out
like Belly on Kevin ?Lous?
On to score, only second down
Hoes play wifey, wanna down
Try to lock cash, bitch bounce
Boyfriend jumpin', shut 'em down
Pound to echo loud, 7 miles
Doc, dirty Jersey, hunt 'em
Uncut rhymes, won't even fit foul
Baddest man out the bunch, 'em out
Drunk a gun, miss you hit the crowd
Snitches, someone kiss to stitch you
Wilder then rhinos or trous
Mrs. how Mary-Ann, 'em out
watch with the gun and skip a mouth
Love the ruckas and to dish it out
3 watched MC's, wristin' out
Get your camp put on the missile foul
Pushin' 12 out, bumpin'

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

Fuck you
[Method
Your thight is to to fight
We move right, on fright
When Niggas
We bust pipe, condo's that thight
We all right, you all and war's right
In the Source, half mic, you half liked
And half dead, on glass bed
(?), red, the hashhead
Burn somethin', earn somethin' and somethin'
Take my frontin'
Def Jam ain't nothin', yet
Suspect,
Buck 'em down or you get
Never leave home without my
this, out for justice, clown
And on Judgement Day,
y'all proud
Take MC's to town if start blawn
to ashes, they all fall ground
Master be basket with hazardous
Send my automatic full rap jacket
Blasted in plastic your on the mattrress
All you kids ask and visa versa

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