Luyện nghe bài hát Tell Em

You abou' to come right
(Yeah, don't it)
You about to come
(I got check this out man)
You ain't front on me
(I gonna front on niggas man)
Make sure man, I'm tellin' you now
(Check out, what I'm about to do right now)
You gonna it word up, ha

Personal I gots about 11
weapons I swing more bats than K7
Plus, I'm soup like Campbell heaven
Some pack great big guns like Frank Drebbin

In century
I uphold the crown for flavor in ya ear
Plus I'm gettin'
I maneuver techniques for of all kinds

The third, yours and mine, is in full effect
I come with the mothership and some other
all the way live like a concert
The respected brother, puttin' in some work

Yeah, if you got a crew you better 'em
E kicks from the cerebellum
Don't slip or you be around next year
Well heres a little something that needs to be heard, rick

the poetry in motion from this bom bazi smokin'
Bitch that get you open, it's mess if you with my tresses
'Cause I posses gifts thats wickeder hexas
That explode on the be all means, I be flushing MC's like Queens

And none of ya'll can see me, got more boom bom Manzini
style is strickly primi and I stomp with the big dogs
Off the wall with a crew that rough to rush Limbaugh
We stay, strapped, part of packed pistol

I represent through mind soul and
In any form I'm doin' work beat breaks
Now even cheap skates is my tape release date
Word born, I'm comin' in like a
Then I'm gone you can ring the alarm

Yeah, if you got a crew you better 'em
E kicks from the cerebellum
slip or you won't be around next year
Well, here's a little something that to be heard, slick rick

A-yo catch this bubonic plaque
In your head back arms and legs
When I'm coming grab your cranium for ultimatum
Punk I faze them
My subliminals mix criminal chemicals
Got more milk than sylabals alphabet cereal

Place your bet and your entourage will get wet
a promise 'cause the squad don't make threats
I'm a, graceful with some distic ballistics
and beyond all that other bullshit

Linguistics will a anticeptive, nerve wreckin'
Conceptive or consistent
My deliverance be leavin'
MC's in the of malmet depressive
(Word up)

your medulla, cerebrum and cerebellum
You got a you better
'em