Luyện nghe bài hát Zip Em Up

[Verse 1:

Yeah (boom boom)
(I wanna set..)
Yeah (boom boom), Yeah
Huh, I'm live screaming from the
Get up under skin 'til I push the blood around
I'm at your momma crib pushin your son around
If the world was mine I'd be pushin the sun
Gold dust in this chain, let it
It look bright in the light when I let it
This is not rap money, why its crooked and wrinkled
Cause I was pushin my instead of pushin my single
is raw, so holla at me if you need it cheaper
I speak crack, holla at me if you need a
This that sizzurp, nigga who a leader
My car foreign, my engine a visa
The nickel millimeter trigger a fever (hot..)
The refer that I need a speaker
Loud, hot copper, top
I punch in their snort locker (wadup?!..)

[Hook:
We in this
We in it
We out out
We in the
Them boys
They in the
That red dot on head, that ain't good, zip em up
Put em on ass now, zip em up
Feel em Tabasco, zip em up
another toe tag, zip em up
Bring another bag, zip em up
Bag em, I zip em up (x4)

[Verse 2: P]
Wadup
I'll zip em up..
Body bag, DOA ADHD nigga letting the heater
Coo coo, no
The four pound then the make the show stop
Put a bullet in bitch like Botox
Before you get robbed, get gun butted and throat
here
Alpha male rep for the G niggas inside and out of
[?] on ..and .. [?] on
King Pin jeans niggas had their Levis on
bag, toe tag
Mirk em and forget about em, end of the bag
I'll rip em up, knock em out, em up
I'll em up, clip em up, hit em up
bag, niggas better zip em up
Ghost put em down, bet you can't em up

Grafh]

[Verse 3: Lux]
Vital that'll pleasant doctors
The shots I throw hot as vodkas
Its hard to they came cold and stuffed in lockers
My art gothics in the age of logic
Getting these high as white chicks scary flick octaves
I'm fine vintage, the life is dying with us
wicked, a few thoughts will kill a nigga wit nine endings
My kind ended off with the loss of Lennon
When human minds didn't recognize the reflection was image
vengeance for vengeance, get your hinges kicked in shin
Then go up top to the
how we get it in, when your doors rushed
Another screw ball's in my vice grip
And the wrong turn to get your life
Sit tight, listen to on it with God on it
This knife split whatever fall on it, I'm
This how killers hunt, my style's out, you witness Lux
Might call to zip you up!

Grafh]