Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Battle?

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

(Reefa)
Wanna me dribblin'
be laughin' at you like you be ticklin'
While I be goin' u be tricklin'
Doze off like a of penicillin
And even though you be figurin wit the flow you
In a speaker bein' in
For this ear to be
Keep your up for a dissin', I'm good like finger lickin',
Wanna the best and get yourself in a mess
While you kickin' a
I'll be up in the
Never settle for
While you feelin', depressed with a stick in chest
So bring it on, and lay it
And now you know I get
And you kickin' it
I'll be the in the back puffin' under breath lickin' it

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

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

(Joe)
My dribblin' impress you
But you be depressed,
If I address your siblin'
With my ticklin' too, and the freakin fools
my diggity dingaling from Petaling too Timbuktu
And got me freestylin' spits blow you to bits
your fans into my fanatics
Jizzow we'z a force to be reckoned with
Now you know
I can pull it off
But then again I could be jams
bpm

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

(Sam)
Feel ma' when I'm home alone
Couldn't keep me asleep gotta sleep till
Shall I stick with me
Might get rid of the so I sit on
My seat 'fore I slip or get prick on my feet me sick
As I peeped out the street, got a tip for the
Better hit down the beat start to lead on song
Couldn't 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 rebel against the
form the past
Enemy who dares to on my chest go ahead
Be my