Luyện nghe bài hát Who's It On

My name be Pep
the loop, I scoop, and do a flip
Alleyoup, put a dip in a hula
And spin her as I in her
hot like diner, she sounds like a tenor
Then I wouldn't know, yo

What is the subject the way Pep Love check
Mics and throw and lefts don't move or budge yet
'Cause Hieroglyphics in the motherfuckin'
I rips descriptions of duckin' out

As we step in Pep and Del and leave the weapons
'Cause we flippin' this funky shit for the acceptance
I've been around the world and I, I, I seen
A crew of fresher niggaz that just be actin' all in teens

Never stallin', as soon as we in the scene
I bet ya that I wet ya MC's like a
Bringin' a pow pow shootin up coke in the veins
But now, now I'd rather smoke in the brain
Who's the pimp? The nigga that when I rock shit I spin
Check this shit I have concocted then you can jock it

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Yeah, time I add flavor, and I'm glad I came
Your is lame, you picked a bad time.
Del propel rhymes and tell minds to calculate
When it to rhymes I know I'll be great

Inside my ride when I get it, I have to kid it
I'm right around the corner you or you shitted, bricks
I gets my kicks with my tricks and my
The agenda will send ya in and out my landscape

I ban fakes, phony figures
No need for 'cause I'm the nigga
in the wrong place at the wrong time
And catch a pistol whippin' but if you got a bong fine

Nowadays I don't forget what is flavor,
Not meant for mockin, or plagiary I'm the major G, ask agency
How my pager's of anguish, ya strange bitch

I never saw you, we all crew so you crews gets no attention
I to blend, within the background
Like a chameleon, revealin'
This is how I track down and the faders

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I'm phat, so don't mistake dude
I gate crews drop that shit kid I'll ya kneel
Bow when I reveal real

Electrocutin' we the cute scene rappin', adaptin'
'Cause the sacs spend his lifetime, tryin' to bite
It's quite funny word to the that they say we gettin'
My judicial, you're superficial

Need I say more, niggaz get
Now they got me leavin bodies on the floor homeless
I slice spleen, I'm twice as mean
Your is disconnected, we wreck shit

don't know how to flow
That me, and keeps me bustin'
I clean the hip-hop scene
I'm aware, no one can so I fiend

To hear a nigga who can flow better, you no
Hieroglyphics runnin' shit from here till after
So clever MC's shorts because John knows who's it on