Luyện nghe bài hát Who's It On

My be Pep Love
the loop, I scoop, and do a flip
Alleyoup, put a dip in a hoop
And her as I went in her
hot like diner, she sounds like a tenor
Then again I know, yo

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

As we step in Pep and Del and Casual the weapons
'Cause we flippin' this funky shit for the acceptance
been around the world and I, I, I never seen
A crew of fresher niggaz that just be all in they 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 like in the veins
But now, now I'd rather have in the brain
the pimp? The nigga that profits when I rock shit I spin
Check this shit which I have concocted then you can it

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

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

I will ban fakes, phony
No need for alarm 'cause I'm the
You're in the wrong place at the wrong
And you'll 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 free of anguish, ya bitch

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

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

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

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

Niggaz know how to flow
disgusts me, and keeps me bustin'
I clean the hip-hop scene
I'm aware, no one can so I fiend

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