Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Ring Tone M

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

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

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

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

I'm like the tattoos on your behind
I bounce up and down and at the end I'mma
And I will humiliate that want it
I'm back on stop, it hurts little homey, it?

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

It's obvious these don't know who I am
who didn't get the message, nigga, check the spam
Get your facts right, take your 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 does that mean
It means I you and every coward in between
For sounding like with them sweet sixteens

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

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

Clap ya and to the beat, y'all
Because the heat'll you, clap ya hands 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, playing 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 body from soul
Conniving ass get dropped in a hole
These niggas is shook like ass on the pole

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

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

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 tone murder)
dog the place