Luyện nghe bài hát Yo Black

Bobbito's in the
I gotta say one thing, y'all 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 eyes and all that shit
I'm not that

Yeah you listenin' to the sounds, of the one, X, the man
I'ma show you how to get
The right way, not the 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 style is with
In fact, big head, yo take it as a diss

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

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

I make go, "Hey hoe, hey hoe"
Look at me now, Hey Joe
You say you bad but good, but soft as
Perpetratin' wild when you're from no hood

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

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

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, wack

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

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

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

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

I make you quit rap, and try to get with Brown
Slide and glide, Boogie like James Brown
will I say I, watch me when I do that
When I grab the mic and rock, watch say, "Who dat?"

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

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

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

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

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

I see these suckers better another game 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 is mine, but can the X flow?
I make your fans get wild, and boo your show
Kick it I feel it, the X style reveal it
try the "bee-bee-bo" flow, rap on no track

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

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