Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Battle?

(Malique)
Remember back in the time when it was all about the simplest
Way before Malique be the the wickedest flows and ticklish lines
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 of the flirty dames now
I'm sick of them kekos who kickin' their so similar to the mista
I'm sick of them people that advantage now is you diggin' the picture
Slick with the raps I'm bringing, I'm any cats in Sing Sing
Your cat wanna me? Bring him in the ring ring
And see this be sting him

(Reefa)
Wanna me dribblin'
Gonna be laughin' at you 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 bose speaker in
For ear to be listenin'
your head up for a dissin', I'm good like finger lickin',
Wanna test the best and get yourself in a
While you kickin' a
be up in the press
Never settle for
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
I'll be the in the back puffin' under breath lickin' it

(Mizz Nina)
Get ready for the cos look who's back
Mizz Nina comin' with the crew and Too Phat
you ever seen a hot b-girl emcee.
I bust 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 raisins
Whether sober or under intense
What you are nights full of frustration
It's amazing how I always my rap blazin'
Hot like cajun, witness the assassination
It's evident, believe my hip hop
This highness be with wisdom, touchin' upon the
Furious bestowed upon my microphone
Lyrical fitness, the impact a hitlist
Keep your s***list and won't stop I'm finished, what?

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

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

(Saint)
No more time to be silent , time to get violent
Cause you know I come with 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 to you straight from the underground
Buck buck pow it's the sound of the streets of my hood
And it's me frown
Steadily standin' me, feelin' me, backin' me, it on to the top
Better just makin it real so you can feel the beat make you drop
Get your groove on, put strap on
keep me waiting too long
Cause I'm a it off

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