Luyện nghe bài hát The Lah

Primo!
on, hah!

[Verse 1: Freddie
better call security it's 'bout to be on
I'm in the streets, midnight, 'bout to 'til dawn
Niggas are dead wrong, if they think I'm in my song
You wanna die? Hah, I can help coffin me on
I'm the that some rap niggaz, may spit a name
I'm the reason that some niggaz, still in the
I'm the reason that died, some proclaim
rich underground street nigga, Bumpy
They wonderin, how the hell he won't stop and
wonderin, how this nigga stays so hot
Well it's a combination of five I live by
I don't to none of these bitc -ass niggas, just give eye
Always aim for the sky, unless I'm aiming at an A&R the majors
I aim for the eye, and you never seen me cry
These emotional ass rap motherfuckers
just push double Y
And I always fly, and never be afraid
'Cause Bumpy ain't leavin, 'til get paid
You is like little AIDS
infecting the sound that the niggaz started
So we it underground, yeah

[Chorus]
The Lah, lah, lah
Got me brains in motion
The Lah, lah, lah
Got me mad commotion
The Lah, lah, lah
Hit me like a (Feel me)
The Lah, lah, lah
Smokin, smokin,

[Verse 2: Freddie
Niggaz I ain't play around when it comes to the rhyme to the sound
the sky to the ground, I gun your ass down, like I'm aged rap round
I got a little for the kiddies and I call it "Ain't that clown!"
It's Bumpy Knux, hotter than on Al Green
Gonna Allen Iverson stick with his team
Basketball was your dream, so ya other life
Don't go broke tryna flow, be you ain't nice
What's with these basketball niggas, I'm screamin' double
How you nine tall, and rhymin just a little?
I police the underground, and I'm thug
Got a with that speech get your mug annointed
By reverend glock, niggas got game all twisted
It's a lot of niggaz bring it too and it's listed
I hope he try to stand up and show me you
That makes my dick hard, and I get all inside
I know this little nigga wanna prove he ain't a sucker
But he fucking with a bad motherfucker, it's Bumpy

[Chorus]

3: Freddie Foxxx]
The - I like to meet my reviewer
Take his ass to the sewer, and show him what it's
come up on this mic, how to struggle, how to fight
It's like tryna an ass on a Chinese woman
In the dark, black night I got the double
As if I was in the smoke
and skinny white women they my record
I been +Hot+ +97+, way before that
Now I come back, and niggaz bitchin
You even snatch a chain no more, niggaz snitchin
A lot of niggaz is just pots in the kitchen like congresman
Mister Bo Jangle fucked up ankles
The blacks start suffer while the start spangled
Banner and we don't on MTV
The record company is ownin all the MP3
And the bootleg factory, I got niggaz "Bumpy too black for me!"
It's the truth nigga, I see, but you by glitter
And you got a little cheddar what's made your pussy better
While you need mic nice nursery rhymin
When all a want is a car and a hurt me diamond
do anything for anybody
And suck a like he MC Lewinsky
I'm the that you can't see, don't ever get it fucked up
All you ass niggaz will get Bump knucked up

[2x]