Luyện nghe bài hát Trés Fly

It's the "T dot dash S-K-I"
to rock the spot my flow's ill plus Trs Fly.
So may I? O.K. I will convey my skills then chill you know I it real!

Well I'm the that's who I am.
Short brother with the curls & the year round tan make the rappers scram when I rocks the jam.
Drive the ladies nuts like a box of pecans.
I'm a make you hop cause I'm more hip popotamus.
Lyrics flow from a lyrical well that is bottomless unlike ya mom's & spot ya papa hits.
I'm watching yas play ya selves nintendo then go anonymous.
I'm on top of this kids having fun.

A jam without T-Luv be bug like with no buns or weekends with no funds or beats with no drums.
Mic check 2's with no check 1's or ladders with on rungs or alleys with no bums greasy spoons no scums Blue
skies with no better yet Sanfords with no sons or guitars with no strums or jokes with no puns.
Or with no moms or math with no sums or bubbles with no gums Attillas with no Huns
Guerillas with no guns better yet cops with no guns or with no tongues man it just would be no fun man
It just would be no fun man and that jam would be in Bum ditty bum ditty bum bum bum
T. won't you kick a rhyme one time for me.

It's the "T dot L-U-V S-K-I"
Came to rock the my flow's ill plus Trs Fly.
So may I? O.K. I convey my skills then chill you know I keep it real!

You see love.
It's T. Luv that you speak of that you of That you seek 'cause
I freak stuff my beat's rough my that my crew's steeze plush Mc'z
You need love? I be love manifested physically plus exquisitely silky wizardry make you feel shivery
left in misery defeated bitterly quite quickly trickily I rock my rhynes I rock my rhymes they right on time trickily.

But forget that enough of that I bless caress tracks & improve tracks if ya crew's wack then step back
Move leave tracks do that! believephat
We be rap True dat I mean but you knew that
it's not deadly but very nearly very dearly I hold this micra
Very clearly travel through ya cypha rhymes give life ta
Verbal arrangements with agility no containment facilities
to restrain me or my linguistical abilities habitually
I grab a mic & pick a style now which it be?

The fat one or the PHAT one? I had a wack one
But that one bounced ya entire crew then it surpassed 'em
& attacked 'em then it 'em left you with back spasms
& knew what happened except for me & UNIT-e
& we was simply laughing & & laughing & laughing.

It's the "T dot dash S-K-I"
Came to rock the spot my ill plus Trs Fly
So may I? O.K. I will convey my then chill you know I keep it real!