Luyện nghe bài hát Woodstock (hoop Hop)

M.O.P.]
Hahaha... they they rid ourselves
We definitely got to give the drummer (c'mon!)
(c'mon!) M.O.P. (c'mon!)
(c'mon!)

[Joell
(what?) L-L-O, I'm one hell of a show
I'm the best, you in the middle like L-M-N-O
I'll piss on you, let every elements go
All you is fucked, call me now celibate Joe (ay!)
Ay Slaughterhouse, go rock "Ed Sullivan Show"
I literally can't front, I'm back like never (oh!)
I'ma rap my letter to
prostitute, I miss y'all lettin me slap my head on your nose
Where the fuck is my It couldn't of went far
Oh yeah, I smashed it on homie head in that bar
Man I'm in between a crook and a star
Had some more bars but I left my rap in the car (yo yo yo yo yo)

M.O.P.]
Yo, this Woodstock hood hop!
up if you fuckin with it
We Brooklyn (c'mon!) Jersey (c'mon!)
Beach (c'mon!) Detroit (c'mon!)

I]
Geah, spaz out, knock a ass out
Knew he had a paper chin and a glass mouth
West shit, seven-deuce glass house
Got a (Lil' Fame) so me and my (Posse Out) (ohh!)
I ain't got a college
Just the of Bosses, the Slaughter's in me - pardon me G
I just wanna your daughter and flee
And all that married shit in the background like I'm Father MC
Ha ha, cocky, but be a copycat
When you see me rockin that, L.A. Kings hat
I'm the king of L.A., do you that?
It's time for some change like in a laundry-mat

Da 5'9"]
Do y'all want problems us? I guess not
Broadcastin live from a pot
The steeets know we nice, try your best shot
Speech coded in ice, hot
Everybody (c'mon) get
Beef in big shoes, gun talkin call it Chip-Fu
You ain't never of me mami you excused
I don't only diss
You sleepin on us, what it is - just understand
that I ain't gettin a wink of 'til you lookin at the back of your lids
I'm a lyrical of PIFF
Still countin them chips, for real mami, in this {"BITCH!"}

[Joe
Look, I'm not a gang-banger, more like changer
with tamed anger, lover name changer
to pop at kids and aim flamers
I'm why your told you not to entertain strangers
Dope get it, top notch, flow
Best out, don't blame me it's no
So vicious on the to riches
From now on call me Mr. Weiss, chasin all of your old bitches
From the hood New and I claim this
Oxymoron, rob with the and stainless
Cock back, high saddity so I the top back
So when the streets is watchin, I watch back

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