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 lines
But hey a little bit changed now, it's getting more strange now
I'm feelin' the pain and of the dirty games and sick of the flirty dames now
I'm sick of them who kickin' their simile so similar to the mista
I'm sick of them people that takin' advantage now is you the picture
Slick with the raps I'm bringing, I'm any cats in Sing Sing
cat wanna battle me? Bring him in the ring ring
And see this be sting him

(Reefa)
battle me dribblin'
Gonna be laughin' at you like you be
I be goin' fast u be tricklin'
Doze off a dose of penicillin
And even you be figurin wit the flow you deliverin'
In a bose bein' in
For ear to be listenin'
Keep your head up for a dissin', I'm good like lickin',
test the best and get yourself in a mess
While you a dress
I'll be up in the
settle for less
While you feelin', depressed with a in your chest
So bring it on, and lay it
And now you know I get
And while you it
be the fella 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 seen a hot emcee.
I bust rhymes with mad
Positions, freeze
So please acknowledge the fact I'm the equal in this hip hop sequel
be judgin' on my physicals
I swallow you and your crew like raisins
Whether sober or under intense
What you facin' are full of frustration
It's amazing how I 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 bestowed upon my microphone
fitness, the impact like a hitlist
Keep your s***list and won't till I'm finished, what?

(Noreen)
Your style feminine
Sickin' you spittin em
No fans be diggin em
I be the one who addictin' em
Sugar make you high like I'm gin
Grillin' any man like I'm
Who's that chump? Bring em in
stomp on him wit' ma Timbalands
Y'all know I no fairy yo, some might think I' a scary ho
Mind full of war scenarios, remain imperial

(Joe)
My don't impress you
But you be depressed,
If I address your female
With my ticklin' too, and the freakin fools
Swing my dingaling from Petaling too Timbuktu
And got me impromptu spits blow you to bits
Turn fans into my fanatics
Jizzow addicts we'z a to be reckoned with
Now don't you
I can pull it off
But then again I could be droppin
bpm

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

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