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 her as I went in her
Ahe's hot like diner, she sounds a tenor
Then again I know, yo

What is the subject the way that Pep Love
Mics and throw rights and lefts move or budge yet
'Cause Hieroglyphics in the house
I rips of MC's duckin' out

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

stallin', as soon as we fill in the scene
I bet ya that I wet ya MC's like a
a pow pow shootin up like coke in the veins
But now, now I'd have smoke in the brain
Who's the pimp? The nigga that profits I rock shit I spin
Check shit which I have concocted then you can jock it

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

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

I will ban fakes, figures
No need for alarm I'm the nigga
You're in the wrong place at the time
And you'll catch a 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 major G, ask your
How my free 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 traitors and the faders

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

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

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

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

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