Luyện nghe bài hát Boom Get Chopped

I'm of it
Me to
playin'
This is for the
Tan shade man the braid's
playin' with me
I'm of it
Fake punk be
Flip on this millmeter clip

{verse one: {yella

Now you know this not some drink's
I'm so deaf the def. comedy jam
Open that clip, now up like I'm firm
I'm a super duper rap
Steady snappers
Hand's clapper, my chopper got'cha
I'm on the first floor
me, mister I'm sick, I'm jump for joy
But quickly, in my to finish the j-o-b
Ya see, I'm on track, can ya get with that?
No, a hoe, you's a hoe mystikal!
I pack ya up there's nothin' to be
Down like a street, steady re-loadin' my
a brass knuckle, and my soldiers I mean shoes
I retaliate, ya think ya slick
You not bounce, you not gonna bow
Hoe you on my dick, but umm
I like the way you yelllla!
'cause, you be sweatin' so hard you need three or towels
I to shoot you in yo head, I wanted to see some
Bloody bread, somebody in the crowd
Girl, boy dead fuck him!
He was a cheerleader
You could never play it off hoe, you was gay
'cause you could yo self but you can't break me
'cause I'm a fuckin' lyricst with u.n.l.v.
With the flow umm, flower, you know
>from the up, with the dirt rapper
I'm the dirty rap master, I'm comin' to ya!
With my knock you out style, that I
gymnastics', I'm a fantastic static phonetic
I'm out the attic, the all black jacket
Bringin' racket, snatch ya fagot
Worse then standin' there I say
Hoe playin' with me!

We here stop him in his
Show him that I'm
Boom, get chopped!
We to stop him in his track's
Got to get my motherfuckin'
get chopped!

Verse { lil' ya}

How could bitches with
Million dollar how ya figure?
It's all good for you to stroll through my
V.l. throw suspicious rock's at yo and
If they had k's spray and leave you
Dead as a bitch! what of nigga want's
To around here in braid's
happened to the chuck's, levi's and the fad's
Swish blade in my pocket, when I see ya I'm a cut yo
No where, it's ugly you don't want to see
The capital y-a get into yo nigga dick sucker!
Whoa motherfucker michael jackson pretendin'
You read for vision go a dick nigga
Reach around the third hit that ass
Picture me and you in a two man
You washin' nigga's draw's my
Dick on the wall now mystikal you bitch you
Remember when you said you wasn't bow
You the "u"

Third {tec-9}

Criminal minded you defined
As the fakest motherfucker in the down south
I think your goin' a phaze
What made ya, turn and talk shit
Your and you personally doesn't fit
Now wait a minute, remember that
You got on train
You got the chance, and didn't represent man
You faked the funk, actin' like a straight
Check it out, they you was like us
The siked up
Turned around, had a fuckin' glove
Now, can you tell me what the nigga
Was of?
I'm here to stop you in yo
The you do, be wack I'm fat
Shit's spittin' I done all ready
Tellin' me the nation wide
But you know, I know,
You don't want the whole to know
You's a hoe! the piece treaty
You started this, my all black clothes and
My all beanie, I play it pinnately style
Leavin' ya gutless, ya buttless
We put together the bomb
Half this shit you can't this,
You best's to stick to around
Have the first down, 'cause I'm the hound and
You the clown, now wipe the sweet from my
'cause you ain't but a bitch