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 smoke patterns, me on my way to wit a bomb
be it view, or Saudi Shawty
I before the first gun blast, they know who gone win
Now won't that us all fools
Like class clowns praying Private comes round
travels at one thousand, one thirty, feet per second
Niggaz in the street they want it
When niggaz start that's when 3000 starts to worry
A little knowledge from the college of wizard Ray
quick do you know what desire is? "Huh?"
Apparently not why you get what you got
Now answer this do you what fire is? "Yeah"
The of hot, the motivator of pots
Snot, spit, are characteristics of release
Ask your niece or nephew, you we left you
the future holds in its sweaty palms
Thank I'm finna vom? Ya move like ya mean it cum
Prom night might excite a down right like
White cell to the common cold rebel
Night gets of day play is no longer
The feelin gets stronger than Ammonia sticks

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

Look at the way you at me I see it on your face
All your emanates but you still hesitate
Cause you want of my head but don't know how
To brainwash me to be a commercial
that I see the way you were,
see the way you I'm catching you where you work
God only knows all the that grows
Deep beneath my soul with you assholes
Can I those who point the finger at me
Who criticize and talk so freely
Fuck XXL a size too small
I should Eminem so we can kill you all
Whether you live to shit about the Real
kiss my ass in person how much you love the Hill
I'm the outcast comin to the grass
Outlaw due to my 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 my ragtop and get all in
I'm the bomb, planted in car why you frozen
Pop the in ignite the xplosion
The world is mine, the is yours, the world is ours
The world is lost, the world is

We just be amazed
Even if you pull the pin from your grenade
And we some home-made
Finna right up in your face

With a one-two punch, B-Real and Andre dropped verses
homeboy Daddy Fat Sax playin clean-up so it worsens
People and persons on the opposite 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 when you ain't it that day
Jumpin the gun and rushing flow
Babbling on the like auctioneer, got the public's ears
Fucked up can't hear, Atlanta, where y'all at?
OutKast this Dirty 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 your back in my
Six and four amps, lo pro vogues on swole
With the lamps diamond tucked velour pistol in my lap
Come in peace but then xplode like booty