Luyện nghe bài hát You're A Clown

Mm,
Yes indeed, it's the Biz with the Beatnuts
And I'm gonna count along with this girl like
One, two come for you
Three, you better lock your door

Five, six in the mix
Seven, eight now let's get it
Nine, ten for that slept
You better watch your
You better your step

Now pull it out pocket
it out your pocket
Biz Beatnuts we about to rock it
Now pull it out your

it out your pocket
Psycho Les baby, I'm about to it
I'm a villain
in my gangster stand

I cop all my threes from
I make them Black Eyed kids say 'That's the jam'
baby back by popular demand
Drop jam

Sock you and man
If you don't know by now,
Y'all small soldiers wanna blast
a wedgie, I'm gonna get up in that ass crack

Feet
Whip a concert with no
You wanna spit you gotta talk to me
The ringleader, your cover
You think we cool, 'cuz I your mother?

Yo, flow, stomp you like an elephant tho
You only got a little and you spendin' it slow
Anything you say is like irrelevant yo
I need money I gotta let the President go

From a hostage situation surrounded by smoke
In a in the middle of hell, nobody know
It's the Hannibal lec
Snatch the first grabbable tec and for any catchable rep

in effect, slap you in the back of the neck
I've been holdin' this down for a while, show me
Rainin' the tec and all of that, breakin' your
off the hook this year, two niggas called me collect

Who's
this?
This is a collect call from a

a clown
I saw you at a party
even know you, you just standing around
You're a
Don't even try to step bounds
'Cuz if you drink and start a fight nobody you down

a clown
Lookin' through the I found
It takes more than that for you to duplicate this
a clown
My lift your feet off the ground
Live niggas throw the bacon and it around

I recipe
on sesame
This time the kid, psycho be
On top of the

This one's for my in the street
I'm lookin' at the so I gotta flip a beat
Make your heart a beat
So we can all eat

Went from a project kid a calculator watch
To a rollie, to cashin' them
You must be a fool playin' with this hungry food
Snap at you a rude attitude

My troops landin' I hit you with phatter loops
And y'all clowns better show us
up

Me & les rock the
rock the house
The Beatnuts rock the
The rain with the tec rock the

It's the Biz as you can see
I got more rhymes than Ali
I'm one in a million just like
You at me and say Mama Mia

I sing funky records most
Ain't no MC that can mess with me
I know my man Les you remember factory
With rhymin' big Sam rest in you see

I rock the mic and you will
That I the mic and go oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, hoh
Sing a funky record say
Ain't no MC like B I Z M uza A

From New york L I I
New z I am fly
Straight out the DC and
Gotta give a out to Virginia with the skins

Singin' funky records definitely
I to go oh peace

You're a
I saw you at a uptown
Nobody even you, you just standing around
You're a
Don't try to step outta bounds
'Cuz if you drink and start a nobody holdin' you down

You're a
Lookin' the records I found
It takes more than that for you to duplicate sound
You're a
My heat'll lift your feet off the
Live throw the bacon and move it around

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