Luyện nghe bài hát Xplosion

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

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

Look at the way you look at me I see it on your
All your hate emanates but you hesitate
you want inside of my head but don't know how
To me to be a commercial clown
Fuck I see the way you were,
see the way you smirk I'm you where you work
God only knows all the trouble grows
Deep my soul dealing with you assholes
Can I those who point the finger at me
Who criticize and talk so freely
Fuck XXL you're a too small
I hire Eminem so we can kill you all
Whether you live to talk shit the Real
Then my ass in person how much you love the Hill
I'm the outcast comin to the grass
Outlaw due to my life come to pass
Dre, pass me the glass of
So I can pour it over my homies and mine
For all those who fallen and answered when God was
Jump my ragtop and get all in
I'm the bomb, in your car why you frozen
Pop the tape in ignite the
The world is mine, the world is yours, the is ours
The world is lost, the is tossed

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

With a one-two punch, B-Real and Andre dropped 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, you freestyle
and your is in a free state
Is kinda hard to execute you ain't feeling it that day
the gun and rushing your flow
Babbling on the mikie like auctioneer, got the ears
Fucked up hear, Atlanta, Georgia where y'all at?
OutKast this Dirty South to death the Dungeon Family
Got this thang lit like stamps and nine-volt battery end
Making that that make your neck hurt
And the beats that bother your back in my
Six woofers and four amps, lo pro vogues on
With the carriage lamps tucked velour pistol in my lap
Come in but then xplode like booty traps