Luyện nghe bài hát Thelonius

Ha, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, play at your own
Act like you know bitch I'm on grown shit
Ha, yeah, yeah, play at your own
Act like you know bitch I'm on grown shit
It's the Thelonious, microphonist
You know us, rap shit we 'bout to own it
You it, these Mini-Me's trying to clone us
I got a bonus for the that run up on us
I got a bonus for your bitch run up on us
the Thelonious, super microphonist

Uhh, no time to cause if you sleep you don't eat
hold heat, just to make ends meet
Niggas living on the street while other feast
Alright wit you it alright wit me
Right, gotta make all my life
Gotta stay fucking bitches types
Yeah you know what I'm 'bout
Yup, turning these bitches out
em down also dick em out
Throw something whenever my dick's out
They know me so restructure and reroute
They me from Washington to down south
All the way to London to my Common house
Right, it's like a game we play out, out, out, out

Nigga no doubt, nigga get live or get the fuck out
Word up, be about what you about dog
Know what I'm saying, just at your own risk
Act like you know I'm on some grown shit
It's the Thelonious, super
You know us, rap shit we 'bout to own it
You know it, cause you can it in your throat
Say it

I'm 'bout to let my float
(Com, say it)
Get third eye poked
game, I assemble dope,
Ness, a nigga that's fresh as the
Studied rap shit, no need to mic test
You can it in your chest
Your B I, it in her breasts
Plus you, rhyme a nigga wit his nipples pierced
We lick off lyrics in the and real niggas hear us
Dreaming when I wrote this, box me if I go too
Still doing this shit like dude in style
Inviting niggas to dinner
I "Trick Daddy" and I don't know, "Nann Nigga"
Who can take it where I it
You better going to God Mase did
Leaving complacent
I move em above clouds whether on surf and turf shit
Or thug you can feel it in your body
Yeah y'all you can feel it in your

Like if a 12 gauge shottie hit your body
You don't want no one to find ass a hobby
Carbon copy, niggas trying to us
You know us, Thelonious, microphone
You know this, rap shit we 'bout to own it dun, for

Hey, it's like a
You been invited let the mortal stimulate the place
the grace, nevertheless, I stress
Let the music put a smile on face
As for the ritual, when it comes to excellence
You know I leave you with the taste
I know you like it hard to the
what you ask for, you aching for the best
Hurting like a sore in that ass, a ritual
Conversation the most high makes me wanna cry
I why, you wanna get to paradise
But that itty bitty part of you don't die
So pay to my word, cause it's the truth
Meditation ease the mind, and the youth
It's like a verse you never read out of a book
Dropping the line in your mind like a hook
Word is birth, yo I do it the break of day
Pay attention to your art, never go
Word is

Yo we do it and we don't
Sucker you don't want it, it's Thelonious
Owning this rap shit, super microphonist, and we known to
I spit fire like Esther on and Son did
I'm raw dude, more than Sunkiss
You this, so MJ kept saying the rhyme flawless
fly like MJ in his prime, "Off The Wall" wit mines
I'm grabbing my balls I rhyme, nine nines busting plus
all the time, now stay on your mind like great sex
You on my mind I'm thinking 'bout paychecks
Niggas like an Adex Avirex jacket
Yo the gods they bust like latex sex
Emcees don't rhyme and ball, they lyin' to y'all
They to ball, the rhyme we do all the time
We do all the bitches they fall in lines
Me and my mans is something like the Source
We gettin money a long time and short
My niggas bounce and rise and y'alls fall
You funny doo, cause you think you can do me
When you roll a 500 that's a 320
of let somebody else hook it
Numbers look crooked like King shook it
I'm from niggas bang gats when they celebrate
That's how they play, don't let it be a
Thelonious niggas, if you us we get you laid back
Show you the definition of a pay