Luyện nghe bài hát Tear It Off

Yo man
This is
(?)
Man]
And

Slap it
Man]
Way out of

Roll in a
[Method
Fo' we gun

1:]

Yo, flipmode,
toiletbowls
When Doc come a shitload
fo's
Mushrooms, those
pistol
Whip
I O's
Money, Roll, I a zipcode
Tiptoed, Doc escape row
Thirsty, snippin' out a pig
My Benz too, wings and 6-0's
My flows is Pole cold
My got area's that fits snow
Doc, hoes in disco's
My dogs let 'em walk with ripped
Shows, Niggas 6 rolls
We're 'em
His hart get pulse
Pack you bags off a 10 percent
(?), I hum and shit cold

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

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

Timid, to get in it
dogs is rock rowd
Unchained, untained, you my name
Act strange, flame
It's not a
The ill flows, that kills
You can yo
Kickin' in you do', like a
Go for dough
Y'all gon I spit germs
When you shot on Big Worm
You gets
Punks don't get turned, they get
And get sun, get some
The victim lye in a ditch
Now who wanna with Hot Nick
Niggas chew gum with they ass and pop
Me and Doc get,

Up all the
I'm
Go make your Wu imposters

3:]

You try to O.K
With Doc and Tical
Barsaloon fight weapons out
Strechmarks like Belly on ?Lous?
On yard to score, only down
Hoes play wifey, wanna settle
Try to cash, bitch better bounce
Boyfriend jumpin', Meth shut 'em
Pound to loud, bout 7 miles
Doc, dirty Jersey, 'em down
Uncut rhymes, won't fit your foul
Baddest man out the bunch, 'em out
Drunk a gun, miss you hit the crowd
Snitches, someone to stitch you mouth
Wilder rhinos or liquor trous
Mrs. how Mary-Ann, 'em out
Ginger watch with the gun and skip a
Love the and love to dish it out
3 watched MC's, wristin' out
Get your whole camp put on the missile
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 fright
Niggas write
We bust pipe, condo's suck thight
We all right, you all hype and war's
In the Source, with half mic, you half
And half dead, blasted on bed
(?), red, the hashhead
Burn somethin', somethin' and learn somethin'
Take my frontin'
Def Jam heard nothin', yet
Suspect,
'em down or you get busted
Never leave without my musket
this, out for justice, clown
And on Judgement Day,
caught proud
Take MC's to town if they start
Ashes to ashes, all fall ground
be basket with hazardous tactics
Send my automatic rap metal jacket
in plastic your brain on the mattrress
All you kids ask backwards and visa

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