Luyện nghe bài hát Who's It On

My be Pep Love
Over the loop, I scoop, and do a
Alleyoup, put a dip in a hoop
And her as I went in her
Ahe's hot like diner, she like a tenor
Then I wouldn't know, yo

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

As we step in Pep and Del and leave the weapons
'Cause we this funky shit for the crowds acceptance
I've been around the world and I, I, I never
A crew of fresher niggaz that be actin' all in they teens

Never stallin', as soon as we in the scene
I bet ya I wet ya MC's like a dream
Bringin' a pow pow shootin up like in the veins
But now, now I'd rather have in the brain
Who's the pimp? The nigga that profits when I shit I spin
Check this shit which I 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 will rhymes and tell minds to calculate
When it comes to rhymes I know be great

Inside my when I get it, I won't have to kid it
I'm around the corner you mourn or you shitted, bricks
I gets my kicks with my and my treats
The agenda send ya in and out through my landscape

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

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

I saw you, we all crew so you small crews gets no attention
I commence to blend, the background
Like a chameleon, them
This is how I down traitors and the faders

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I'm comin' phat, so don't mistake
I gate crews drop that kid I'll make ya kneel
Bow when I real styles

Electrocutin' we wreck the scene rappin', adaptin'
'Cause the sacs spend his lifetime, tryin' to bite
It's quite funny to the money that they say we gettin'
My crew's judicial, superficial

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

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

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