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
smoke patterns, me on my way to Saturn wit a bomb
Numb be it view, or Shawty
I figure before the first gun blast, they know who win
Now won't make us all fools
Like class clowns praying Private Ryan comes
Sound travels at one thousand, one thirty, feet per
Niggaz in the they want it hurry
niggaz start biting that's when 3000 starts to worry
A little knowledge from the college of Ray Murray
Answer quick do you know desire is? "Huh?"
Apparently not why you get what you got
Now answer this do you know what 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 future in its sweaty palms
I'm finna vom? Ya move like ya mean it she'll cum
Prom night might excite a down right like
White blood cell to the common cold
Night gets jealous of day is no longer
The gets stronger than Ammonia sticks inhale

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

Look at the way you look at me I see it on your
All your hate emanates but you still
Cause you inside of my head but don't know how
To brainwash me to be a clown
Fuck I see the way you were,
see the way you I'm catching you where you work
God knows all the trouble that grows
Deep my soul dealing with you assholes
Can I blast those who point the at me
Who criticize and talk so freely
Fuck XXL you're a size too
I should hire Eminem so we can you all
Whether you live to talk shit about the
Then kiss my ass in person how much you love the
I'm the outcast to blaze the grass
due to my life that's come to pass
Dre, me the glass of wine
So I can pour it over my grave and mine
For all those who fallen and answered God was calling
Jump into my 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 just be amazed
if you pull the pin from your hand grenade
And we some home-made
Finna blow up in your face

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