Luyện nghe bài hát Yo Black

Bobbito's in the
I say one thing, y'all been great playin' the real shit
Y'know, all this radio shit, this shit you be hearin
All this and this, TLC condoms on your eyes and all that shit
I'm not with

Yeah you to the sounds, of the one, Rhythm X, the man
I'ma show you how to get
The way, not the wrong way
Watch me I do this, pay attention

it out
Shut up Step That picky-packy-wacky rap
Your old flow is over and your rhyme is over with
In fact, big head, yo take it as a diss

I come walk in show like David Berkowitz
Make you think you swimmin' like that Mark Spitz
How can you put up a fox, against an
I your crew one by one, like a Now or Later

I a heavy man light, turn a black kid white
Bust a rhyme in they rectum, squeeze it
I wreck shop like Rock the Ricky
Crush-a, stomp-a, nother,

I MC's go, "Hey hoe, hey hoe"
at me now, whassup? Hey Joe
You say you bad but good, but soft as
Perpetratin' wild when you're comin' from no

I wipe your style like doo doo, I beat ya
ya like an old Bible rhyme in school, teach ya
Like my son, did mother tell you?
Pee pee's on the rise, why the X smell you?

You know me, I know you, you droppin'
On the record that's spinnin' that smell doo doo, yo get back
I styles on top, another Funky child
I kick a rhyme so swift, and make girl smile
You go off and think, 'cause I'm your father

Yo black, go back, step back, wack
Yo black, go back, step back, wack
Yo black, go back, step back, you're
Yo black, go back, step back, you're
Yo black, go back, step back, wack

Check it one two, you don't wanna to
Crazy psycho patient from the Bronx, at you
I get and deep, funky freaky flex
Bust my style, get wild, like Rhythm X

People they wack, in fact, I'm comin' back black
Bustin' stupid styles on you clowns with the out
You say you good the mic, man I wonder why
You think I'm sleepin'? But y'all was gone

Rappers on my D-head, quick to in New York
I go hoe, never ridin' I walk
You think you fly and try, yo lick the penis B
I ride a to Mars, and go to Venus see

Take you on a trip and you bug out, seek out
Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday whole out
Check it, watch it, up, slow down
The same way you up, I make a rapper go down

I make you quit rap, and try to get Bobby Brown
Slide and glide, Boogie Down like James
Never will I say I, watch me when I do
When I the mic and rock, watch them say, "Who dat?"

I my tongue is long just like a lizard
Can you the mic respect the funk wizard
I know you your neck, to hear the X stuff
to burn, yo Sam, yo ain't the X rough
I look at millions of and tell em get back

Yo black, go back, step back, you're
Yo black, go back, step back, wack
Yo black, go back, back, you're wack
Yo black, go back, back, you're wack

Third rhyme, see who and move and spread the rumors
You rappers been like suede Puma's, yo bust it
I kick a so rugged, they're makin' [unverified] wet
Change panties and bras, and make a dollar bet

Never will I stop it, got the target on anus
You're style, kindergarten not the same as
I rock, you can't, this ain't your to be
I make you cry kid, cover face to me

I'm not the one, fairy tale like LaBelle
My job is easy when I'm draggin' em to hell
You know my story when I'm throwin' you off the
jelly rhymes on the table with Skippy and Jif

I see these suckers find another game plan
I never heard of you stupid What's name man?
Don't try to come back, we cut your hair B
Jump on my tip, when you're a fall G

You see the style is mine, but can the X
I make your fans get wild, and boo next show
Kick it when I feel it, the X reveal it
try the "bee-bee-bo" flow, rap on no track

I give you than some comp, I give you no SLACK
People know I wreck, did kid get the message?
I drop the rhyme, aim a missile in rectum

Yo black, go back, step back, wack
Yo black, go back, step back, you're
Yo black, go back, step back, wack
Yo black, go back, step back, you're

Yo black, go back, step back, wack
Yo black, go back, back, you're wack
Yo black, go back, step back, you're
Yo black, go back, back, you're wack