Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Battle?

(Malique)
Remember in the time when it was all about the simplest rhymes
Way before Malique be kickin' the the wickedest flows and ticklish
But hey it's a bit changed now, it's getting more strange now
I'm feelin' the pain and sick of the dirty games and sick of the flirty now
I'm sick of them kekos who kickin' simile so similar to the mista
I'm sick of them people that takin' advantage now is you diggin' the
Slick the raps I'm bringing, I'm killin' any cats in Sing Sing
Your cat wanna battle me? him in the ring ring
And see this killa be him

(Reefa)
Wanna me dribblin'
Gonna be laughin' at you you be ticklin'
I be goin' fast u be tricklin'
Doze off like a of penicillin
And even though you be figurin wit the you deliverin'
In a bose bein' in
For this ear to be
your head up for a dissin', I'm good like finger lickin',
Wanna test the and get yourself in a mess
you kickin' a dress
I'll be up in the
Never for less
While you feelin', depressed with a stick in chest
So it on, and lay it down
And now you know I get
And you kickin' it
I'll be the fella in the back under breath lickin' it

(Mizz Nina)
Get ready for the attack cos look who's
Mizz comin' through with the crew and Too Phat
Have you ever a hot b-girl emcee.
I rhymes with mad style
Positions, freeze
So acknowledge the fact that I'm the equal in this hip hop sequel
Don't be judgin' on my
I swallow you and your crew like small
Whether sober or under intense
What you facin' are nights of frustration
It's how I always keep my rap blazin'
Hot like cajun, witness the assassination
It's evident, my hip hop dedication
This highness be with wisdom, upon the throne
Furious intensity bestowed my microphone
Lyrical fitness, the impact like a
Keep your and won't stop till I'm finished, what?

(Noreen)
Your whole style
Sickin' when you em
No more be diggin em
I be the one who addictin' em
Sugar make you high I'm lemon gin
Grillin' any man I'm Eminem
Who's that next chump? em in
stomp on him wit' ma Timbalands
Y'all know I ain't no fairy yo, some might I' a scary ho
Mind full of war scenarios, Noreen remain

(Joe)
My don't impress you
But you be depressed,
If I address female siblin'
my ticklin' too, and the figidy freakin fools
Swing my diggity dingaling Petaling too Timbuktu
And got me impromptu freestylin' blow you to bits
Turn your fans my fanatics
Jizzow addicts we'z a force to be reckoned
Now don't you
I can it off slow
But then again I could be jams
bpm

(Saint)
No more time to be silent , time to get violent
Cause you know here I come with the bomb and pumpin'
So beware don't sit down and just stare
Pump it up in the air when you we are there
Get it up and down comin' to you straight from the
Buck pow it's the sound of the shallow streets of my hood
And it's me frown
Steadily standin' me, feelin' me, me, bring it on to the top
Better just makin it real so you can the beat don't make you drop
Get your on, put your strap on
keep me waiting too long
Cause I'm a it off

(Sam)
Feel ma' when I'm home alone
Couldn't keep me asleep sleep till dawn
Shall I with me click
get rid of the heat so I sit on
My seat 'fore I slip or get prick on my feet makes me
As I out the street, got a tip for the treat
Better hit down the beat start to on this song
keep me home
Close up the blow
Get in the car and close up the window in far and
Ya'll better be holler me for battle as I against the devil
form the past
Enemy who dares to on my chest go ahead
Be my