Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Ring Tone M

Clap ya and to the beat, y'all
the heat'll make you, clap ya hands and say
You go the one for the cash, two for the
(This is ring murder)
dog the place

My are like a bullet, blow your head right off
Hate on the trigger, pull it, give your mouth a off
Give sound man a C-note to cut your mic off
The need me, nigga, you just a write-off

After that, hit the dress room, turn the off
Score on the fourth broad, let her break my off
I the word 'off' seven times in a rhyme
You enough to think I got a limited mind

But before you tweaking, critiquing, pressing rewind
understand that your third eye's blind
You lack creativity why you don't sign
They calling me a genius, it's time

I'm like the tattoos on your mama's
I bounce up and down and at the end I'mma
And I will humiliate anybody that it
I'm back on stop, it hurts homey, don't it?

Clap ya and to the beat, y'all
Because the heat'll make you, ya hands and say
You go the one for the cash, two for the
(This is ring murder)
dog the place

It's obvious these clowns know who I am
Most who didn't get the message, nigga, the spam
Get facts right, take your dick out your hand
No but you probably on the low-low, damn

They Uncle L, I'm from the north side of Queens
Now you looking at me like what that mean
It means I you and every coward in between
For sounding like girls with them sixteens

And I don't a fuck about who's old or young
From what I hear, the got room for everyone
Big Ellie, come and get your head sprung
Which coffin you want, the blue or the red

I ain't gang banging, ain't the muthafuckin' point
The point is, I spark these niggas like joints
The point is you pay me what you owe me plus points
Listen to the sound of revenge, it's my

Clap ya hands and to the beat,
Because the make you, clap ya hands and say
You go the one for the cash, two for the
(This is ring murder)
dog the place

Run around 'bout I'm twice ya age
But I was rich at 17, you got some shit to
Rap game's like a movie, niggas the role
But poker game's too weak, you're forced to fold

All this hating and shit, made me cold
Ready to blast, separate ya from your soul
Conniving ass get dropped in a hole
These niggas is shook Pinky's ass on the pole

I'm the bridge over troubled water, pay my
I'm the rules to the game, you my code
I'm the of the bomb, I'm the part that explodes
You are not hip hop, nigga, go write for

You are not a nor prince, you just a toad
You ain't a G, you a hoe, you than Rocky Road
anybody, who want it? Let me know
I had another birthday, nigga, more dough

Clap ya hands and to the beat,
Because the heat'll you, clap ya hands and say
You go the one for the cash, two for the
(This is tone murder)
Let's dog the