Luyện nghe bài hát Get Da Drop On Em

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I break a nigga down ugly Coke, up on the scale
Next step throw a stack up on the third
The undisputed, I'm never ever diluted or
You could fuse it, if ya choose it 'cause it's rooted
I make ya maggot ass crawl out the
For underestimating as I'm the butter
Cliques get clipped heavy bricks when I'm dropping
I'm wrecking whole shit plus I make a profit
Wicked with shout, bodies are fished out
I'm niggas one-by-one but then I miscount
Mispronounced, how do LL
And get ya shit bust? I turn ya fagots into
Ya slipping, I'm gripping real tight
Then I crack up the in ya Ac all night
messages, the prophecy's in me
His Royal Highness, you minus you claim to be
(Say what?)

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Uh, I get da drop on you
I blow it, I make it hot for my

I blow em, kaboom, but sound effects
Niggas was sleeping I was off on a Star Trek
Select my dialect, all my checks
He claim he getting but L cast the cheque
You sell blunt weed, block, horizons
Niggas in the projects find ya
You clowns when I bring forth the heat
Hardcore niggas be panties, looking sweet
I'm on a through the land of fronting niggas
Nervous motherfuckers with the hands on triggers
I lay back, niggas or let my nuts live
I take my blade, it until ya guts give
Execution, the destroyer of ya suspect
What? Drama! You can't how I deliver bomb shit
Ya brains split, the hits ya little dick

You falling backwards, leaning like a dope
Rope claim me, packing automatics
Found his ol' burner underneath the mattress
Go outside, the bitch up like a actress
I take ya motherfuckers and show ya how it's done
And dick ya down in front of
Bitch ain't got no type of reason
To say a rhyme in LL season
I'm freezing, ya bleeding heavily up rectum
Black and blue, ta hide up in the spectrum
I got ya raw ass busting flat
Head up on the place mat, ready to waste
Operating stimulating designs
Lay motherfucker's shit down, nigga resign
Don't lose ya mind, concentrating on how I
You never hear a like me, never in time
I blaze it quick, amaze when I flip
I can't believe you niggas who rip shit
It's '96 and niggas to hold they dicks
I'm breaking shit ya doctor's can't fix

Fuck the tricks and all them smooth singing
I'm bringing crews, in my you swing and lose
With the blues my fuse, allow me
To show ya crab ass fake how it be
My technique's superb when I'm pissing on these
Crystal clear so you can hear every
Fuck the or your moms might hear it
I gotta keep my title locked down so niggas it
Uh, I get da drop on you
I blow it, I it hot for my niggas

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Uh, I get da on you niggas
I it, I make it hot!