Luyện nghe bài hát Watcha Come Around Here

Verse 1: spliff

Heh
A flipmode (x4)
Hah
Heh

Yo
Yo, uh
I spits for thug cats
drug rats

it raw

Niggaz love
the greenbacks
And stay steady with the sack
Spliff star one of the foreigners
>from flat-bush
Fire arms till you no longer breather
it hot
Standin on the corner wit the
at me
Lampin in wit my seats back
Got the game to fuck wit ? where you and her sleep at

2: rah digga

inclined
And inclined to get
Checkin for
be the ritual
Ill
Bad
Watch my voice cats
While I'm spittin battle
On the horse
And I keep my saddle
You'd be headin up the like 'where the paddle at? '
Got a overload
Rah always front ya
niggaz stuck like I was accupuncture

Got niggaz from the
Thinkin all good
I'm askin all
Watcha come around fo!!!
Got outta town
Tryin to come and be
I'm askin all
come around here fo!!!
Got online
Think fuckin wit mine
I'm askin all
come around here fo!!!
I'm askin all
come around here fo!!!
I'm askin all
Watcha come here fo!!!

3: baby sham

It makes of sense
you see sham in black benz
With high
Pull up the club wit dark
jump out
Thats why they lookin in my mouth
must have doubts
Like who the wit no lookouts
You'd be amazed and surprised to who would run in house
And tag names on the stomach of your pregnant spouse
I leave you wit dat
Bib qb
Boys in
And attitudes to match

Verse 4: busta

Yo
Now who you be god
I be the controller
I burst gas like the fizz your coca cola
Live shit the energy of solar
thug niggaz wit names like bullet head and cobra
Street niggaz be the nights gettin cold, the rock
Bear skin furs like polar
Hang up on whack bitches who the motorolla
And smack faggots like you don't me have ta show ya

Verse 5:

I'm not talkin son I'm comin out clappin
All you whack niggaz be shit y'all niggaz actin
Flipmode 1 squad that make shit happen
I'm rippin down shit while other niggaz slackin
Money cats is and locked plus I'm stackin
Them grimy niggaz with me
Them niggaz
Bust 4 in face pop 4 in your back and
8 total in all I'm street trackin

Verse 6: marciano

2 for my block like 10 in the
Squish your organs like swiss scheese the arm
And flava I play the corner
up your neighbors wit my tape in order to feel my aura
Mauziano I'm like a silver holdin golden
& dough I hold my arm swollen
On the belong for soldiers I control is like they seein moses
Fiendin for flows I pose to split you
back rappers for motion picture me slap on my rappin boots

Verse 7: lord have

The earth is the
Where I work my like merlin unfold
enclosure
Life worthless no
Perfect
Like ayatola's turbans and
From the counties of
Bails, bounties, pissie
50
Probably hell on this earth
Legend of
ghettos & general's turf
Menace work
Land blaze him and gave him the dirt
Hah