Luyện nghe bài hát Tru Master

Your highness, from the bricks, one six
Pete Rock bang head, break the drumsticks
Verbal assault, rhymes through the mix
Specialist, with the smash hits can flip

Savagely attack this, clash with, aim
Spark the flame, burn this inside the
Ride tracks like the Soul Train, hold ya
In the state of shock, make 'em hits of cocaine

I bang with the big boys, those who hold
Amateurs get hung with they own gold
I swing blades, best grenades against
A tru master, way beyond your freshman

Spit on the floor, evidence of the war
It's on 'til the death, 'til we the score
You can never measure, to the standard, of the
Popular demanded, rap

Pop corks while the style knock your off
Ghetto jam's got the streets blocked off
Plots to knock me off get short
Armed with my thoughts, the world with an unknown force

Aiyyo, we had the bass pound speakers, shell Adidas
Original rap new school leaders
(True)
Graffiti art names with fat chains
the world cousin, while hip-hop remains

I'm a true master, you can check my
in the MC field
Master, preacher, poet, a
the master from the master

Yo I drop jewels hail, rap rides the third rail
Transmit def styles sign language in braille
In hot of Donald Trump rap loot
Produce what you feel with Navy Seal mic

the S-P, slaughter, Pete Rock of Gibraltar
Miraculous lyrics that tread
A rap nigga, show respect, write rhymes connect
Collaborate, break bread with Kurupt and

Keep my feet blessed, fresh the Scottie Pippen's
In the game of life, I all positions
look and listen, total package, yes a true master
Produce rhymes, slang hits

The master of the game, solo by name
Paint the masterpiece lies inside the frame
Passionate bright colors, the number one Soul
All eyes on us, guard grill and take cover

Aiyyo, we had the bass pound speakers, toed Adidas
rap with new school leaders
(True)
Graffiti art with fat gold chains
Shock the world cousin, hip-hop remains

I'm a master, you can check my credentials
in the MC field
Master, preacher, poet, a
the master from the master

I'm the epicenter of this natural
I'm disastrous with smashes, and hot flashin'
Masters of self, a whole of explosives
Zorro your host is

Death with the from wizards to warlocks
I'm ock, I'm raw ock with four glocks, smallpox
ways to get paid, more ways to display
More rhymes to say, AK's to spray

God is good growin' up in the
Done things bad, done some things good
Me and is like rhymes to chemicals, clash
Atom bombs to gas

We intervene, I ya, take ya to a whole difference scene
AR-15's and beams Got em jumpin,
I a gang of jumpin' beans
Explode and reload, we dumps

in war, Kurupt's a mad star
I'm a hard dogg, raw dogg, hog the gold paw

Dogg Pound
I'm a Pound Gangsta
I'm a Pound Gangsta
Inspectah Deck and Kurupt and Pete Rock to drop the

of art
Be the motherfucker
With the beats, the rhymes
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