Luyện nghe bài hát Thelonius

Ha, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, at your own risk
Act you know bitch I'm on some grown shit
Ha, yeah, yeah, at your own risk
Act like you know I'm on some grown shit
It's the Thelonious, microphonist
You us, this 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 sleep cause if you you don't eat
Gotta heat, just to make ends meet
living on the street while other niggas feast
Alright wit you it alright wit me
Right, make money all my life
Gotta stay fucking bitches types
Yeah you know I'm talking 'bout
Yup, stay these bitches out
Dick em also dick em out
Throw down whenever my dick's out
know me so they restructure and reroute
They me from Washington to down south
All the way to London to my nigga Common
Right, it's a game we never play out, out, out, out

Nigga no doubt, nigga get live or get knocked the out
Word up, be about what you about dog
Know what I'm saying, just at your own risk
Act like you know bitch I'm on some shit
It's the Thelonious, microphonist
You know us, this rap we 'bout to own it
You it, cause you can feel 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
this rap shit, no need to mic test
You can feel it in chest
Your B I, feel it in her
Plus you, rhyme a nigga wit his nipples pierced
We lick off lyrics in the streets and real niggas us
Dreaming I wrote this, box me if I go too wild
Still this shit like dude in wild style
Inviting niggas to dinner
I "Trick Daddy" emcees and I know, "Nann Nigga"
Who can it where I take it
You better going to God Mase did
Leaving crowds
I move em clouds whether on some surf and turf shit
Or thug style you can feel it in your
Yeah you can feel it in your body

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

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

Yo we do it and we don't
Sucker nigga you don't want it, it's
this rap shit, super microphonist, and we known to spit
I fire like Esther on Sanford and Son did
I'm raw dude, juice 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 when 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 large an Adex Avirex jacket
Yo the gods they bust like sex packets
they don't rhyme and ball, they lyin' to y'all
They dyin' to ball, the we do all the time
We do all the fine bitches they fall in
Me and my mans is something like the Source
We gettin money a time and y'all short
My niggas bounce and full rise and fall
You doo, cause really you think you can do me
When you roll a 500 really a 320
Should of let else hook it
Numbers look crooked like King Kong it
I'm from where niggas bang gats when they
That's how they play, let it be a holiday
Thelonious niggas, if you testing us we get you laid
you the definition of a pay back