Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Ring Tone M

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

call Uncle L, I'm from the north side of Queens
Now you looking at me like what does that
It means I crush you and coward in between
For like girls with them sweet sixteens

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

I ain't gang banging, that the muthafuckin' point
The point is, I these niggas like dust joints
The point is you gon' pay me what you owe me points
Listen to the sound of revenge, my voice

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

Run around talking 'bout I'm ya age
But I was at 17, you got some shit to explain
Rap game's like a movie, niggas playing the
But your game's too weak, you're forced to fold

All this hating and debating shit, made me
Ready to blast, ya body from your soul
Conniving ass cowards get in a hole
These niggas is shook like ass on the pole

I'm the over troubled water, pay my toll
I'm the to the game, you obey my code
I'm the center of the bomb, I'm the part explodes
You are not hip hop, nigga, go for Vogue

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

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