Luyện nghe bài hát Xplosion

Hello lord, it's me again, I just wanna make to love the globe
And all her girlfriends now that make ya mind move
smoke patterns, me on my way to Saturn wit a bomb
Numb be it view, or Shawty
I figure the first gun blast, they know who gone win
Now won't that make us all
Like clowns praying Private Ryan comes round
Sound travels at one thousand, one thirty, feet per
Niggaz in the street they it hurry
When niggaz start that's when 3000 starts to worry
A knowledge from the college of wizard Ray Murray
quick do you know what desire is? "Huh?"
Apparently not that's why you get you got
Now answer do you know what fire is? "Yeah"
The body of hot, the motivator of
Snot, spit, shit are of release
Ask your or nephew, you think we left you
the future holds in its sweaty palms
Thank I'm finna vom? Ya like ya mean it she'll cum
Prom night might excite a right fight like
blood cell to the common cold rebel
Night gets jealous of day play is no
The feelin gets stronger than Ammonia inhale

We just can't be
Even if you pull the pin your hand grenade
We can't be amazed
Even if you pull the pin your hand grenade
We just be amazed
Even if you pull the pin from your hand
And we some bombs
Finna blow right up in your

Look at the way you look at me I see it on face
All your hate emanates but you hesitate
Cause you want inside of my head but know how
To me to be a commercial clown
Fuck I see the way you were,
see the way you smirk I'm catching you you work
God only all the trouble that grows
Deep beneath my soul with you assholes
Can I blast those who the finger at me
Who and talk shit so freely
Fuck XXL you're a size too
I should hire Eminem so we can you all
Whether you live to talk shit the Real
Then kiss my ass in person how much you the Hill
I'm the comin to blaze the grass
Outlaw due to my life come to pass
Dre, pass me the of wine
So I can pour it over my homies and mine
For all those who fallen and when God was calling
Jump my ragtop and get all in
I'm the bomb, planted in car why you frozen
Pop the tape in ignite the
The world is mine, the is yours, the world is ours
The world is lost, the is tossed

We can't be amazed
Even if you the pin from your hand grenade
And we some bombs
Finna right up in your face

With a one-two punch, B-Real and dropped they verses
Your homeboy Fat Sax playin clean-up so it worsens
People and persons on the teams oh, yes its curtains
No burpin' oh just lyrically twerking
Making a statement, when you
and your mind is in a state
Is hard to execute when you ain't feeling it that day
the gun and rushing your flow
Babbling on the mikie like auctioneer, got the ears
Fucked up can't hear, Atlanta, Georgia y'all at?
OutKast this Dirty South to death the Dungeon Family
Got this thang lit like stamps and battery end caps
Making music that make your neck hurt
And the beats that bother your back in my
Six woofers and amps, lo pro vogues on swole
With the carriage diamond tucked velour pistol in my lap
Come in peace but then xplode like booty