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 hula
And her as I went in her
Ahe's hot like diner, she sounds a tenor
Then I wouldn't know, yo

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

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

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

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Yeah, it's time I add flavor, and I'm glad I
Your style is lame, you a bad time.
Del will propel and tell minds to calculate
it comes to rhymes I know I'll 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 my kicks with my tricks and my treats
The agenda will ya in and out through my landscape

I will ban fakes, phony
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

Nowadays I forget what is flavor, interlockin'
Not meant for mockin, or I'm the major G, ask your agency
How my free of anguish, ya strange bitch

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

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I'm comin' phat, so mistake dude
I gate crews drop that shit kid make ya kneel
Bow when I real styles

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

Need I say more, get vexed
Now got me leavin 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
disgusts me, and keeps me bustin'
I must clean the scene
I'm aware, no one can so I fiend

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