Luyện nghe bài hát We All Can Get It On

(whisper)Strike the
Flame on
My gun I aim
My is a flame thrower
Watch me end yall somthing
that'll make your skin
I'm 8 tall ok yall? But I lay down law
And I lay down yall so better praise(a) the lord
No to breath. Knowin shh
And the shit I be red and orange
And yall going to have to it in like bomb threats
'cause I'm fire but, when I wet your gonna be drenched
Laid up ten, cause when I pull it out
I in shouts like BLOW!
Damn that shit was loud! See the
They all seek cover when they see that black
Because this cat here, got no or no brothers
It was one
Covered shellack ready to die black
Lets talk about guns, and how y'all don't none
Thease niggas here, y'all doing lest busting lot of
Maybe a lot of fucking, cause all y'all is nuts
Just give me room, nobody move, or yall hear the boom
If can get it on, then we can get it on
We all can get it on... (x3)
MUTHERFUCKERS(x2)
Ya niggaz packing and stones
on your man clones
Ya niggaz missed the ride, cause this make ya moan
Cause I pull out its like AIDS, I make sure its full blown
And before the grief (kiss kiss), him on both cheeks
Let him think peace
And him somthing to remember
Corpse stiff, hands cold, and body missing December
off
Close casket, his cheek off
By the way be careful who you of
I by the wall in the back, guaranteed and all that
While in all black
When I the place, drop the reef, in his moms lap
Motherfuckers...
Soon as yall your beef is sweet
I'm lay in the streets
and let y'all throw quarters on me
Can you spare change for life?
Change for what? when I pop up
With somthing long, and put somthing in his ass like a
I dont what you thought
I'm do you like I do a Newport
And step on kid, him down till his head gone

I'm straigh shit
Yeah, ya is ballers
But I'm the bouncin' it
if Ruff Ryders is it
Ya know we get down for it, every ounce of it
I dont if you sellin it, this is music
how we with it?
forget, we bust rhymes for it
skip town for it, get the ground for it
So nigga, ignore it
your ass is deaf
this is be your last breath
Your S. and S. check
with your hands crossed over chest
I dont give a
what ever I gotta care, I get it done
If its money, I owe
Except a few hot
And if 18 and under, this here's your last test
And I'm gonna you in the class
with the past tense, lil
C is for class or for casket. So get books up
And if your doe is low, that C mean for Cook Up
tell me that you shook up
You konw I keep my stacks
So that you gotta look up, and we can hook up
But you what? Then you woke up
Some body smoked you up
You know what that
You broke, and you to get broke up
(out)