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 shit, this flower shit you be hearin
All this la-la-la and this, TLC condoms on your and all that shit
I'm not that

you listenin' to the sounds, of the one, Rhythm X, the man
I'ma you how to get wreck
The right way, not the way
me when I do this, pay attention

it out
Shut up back 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 bigger

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

I make a man light, turn a black kid white
Bust a rhyme in they rectum, it tight
I wreck shop like Rock the Wrecka
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 as oakwood
Perpetratin' wild when you're comin' from no

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

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

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

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

know they wack, in fact, I'm comin' back black
Bustin' stupid styles on you clowns the maps out
You say you good the mic, man I wonder why
You think I'm But y'all was gone beddy-bye

Rappers on my D-head, quick to stick in New
Everywhere I go hoe, never I walk
You think you fly and don't try, yo lick the B
I ride a rhyme to Mars, and go to see

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm not the one, fairy like Patti LaBelle
My job is easy when I'm em down to hell
You know my when I'm throwin' you off the cliff
Them jelly on the table with Skippy and Jif

I see these suckers better find another plan
I never heard of you stupid What's your man?
try to come back, we cut your hair bald B
Jump on my tip, when you're a fall G

You see the style is mine, but can the X
I make fans get wild, and boo your next show
it when I feel it, the X style reveal it
Don't try the "bee-bee-bo" flow, rap on no

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

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