Luyện nghe bài hát Watcha Come Around Here

Verse 1: spliff

Heh
A flipmode (x4)
Hah
Heh

Yo
Yo, uh
I rhymes for thug cats
Neighborhood drug

it raw

Niggaz that
the greenbacks
And stay steady the weed sack
Spliff star one of the foreigners
east flat-bush
Fire arms you no longer breather black
it hot
Standin on the wit the g-pack
at me
Lampin in defiance wit my back
Got the game to wit ? jane? where you and her sleep at

2: rah digga

Lyrically
And to get lyrical
for residuals
Rhymin be the
Ill
Bad
Watch my voice battle
While I'm spittin raps
On the high
And I keep my saddle
You'd be headin up the like 'where the paddle at? '
Got a rhyme
Rah always front ya
Leavin stuck like I was accupuncture

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

Verse 3: sham

It alot of sense
When you see sham in black
With high
Pull up the club wit dark
jump out
Thats why they lookin in my mouth
They must have
Like who the wit no lookouts
You'd be amazed and to who would run in your house
And tag their names on the stomach of your spouse
I shall you wit dat
Bib qb
in black
And foul attitudes to

Verse 4: rhymes

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

Verse 5:

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

Verse 6: rocky

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

Verse 7: lord have

The earth is the
I work my magic like merlin unfold
Surface
Life no goals
controls
Like ayatola's and robes
From the counties of
Bails, bounties, pissie
50
bring hell on this earth
Legend of
ghettos & general's turf
Menace incredible
Land lord blaze him and him the dirt
Hah