Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Smith

Uh Mr. Smith, Mr Smith, Mr
Uh Mr Smith, it's the y'knowhutI'msayin? Mr. Smith
Mr Smith, word up kid, yeah Mr Smith, it out

I'm goin' to the top leavin' smoke in my
Bitch ass gangstas put ass on sale
And if I'm twice as expensive as the rest
When I go for dolo you ain't checkin' for nothin'
My strategy is splittin' cavity's
It's ya majesty you a tragedy
Yeah, on the block slice her like a ox
When time to get down, nigga I jam like a Glock
I through all types of red tape and sue papes
Niggas old but they always wanna infiltrate
I'm cuttin' snakes through the witta icepick
And scoopin' hotties, a strong of flip trips
It's the of murkin' niggas once again
I with ink and put your blood in my pen
I'm breakin ribs til somethin'
A nigga got to and Mr Smith is power god, kid

Mr Smith you got the sewed up
Work ya baby, show 'em how to blow up

Mr Smith you got the shit up
Work ya thang baby, 'em how to blow up

Mr Smith you got the sewed up
Work ya thang baby, show 'em how to up

What? You do what? You lack the vitality
Originality, so face
I'm on some ole wild shit, ya niggas can't get
Matter of fact, yawn and suck a dick
Nah up, the fuck is goin' on?
All these character MC's gettin' airborne
takin' off like a hot air
goin' up up up, oh no
Bring your heroes down to zero
grippin ya grill like Pesci and DeNiro
I'm on some shit, is gettin' shit
Scoopedin New Jacks and 'em in the fire bit
Tell them ole Jap they need to go and stick it
Cos when it to this rap shit I'm mad wicked
The sire bringin' flavor to the whole game
Mr Smith is my name

Mr Smith you got the shit up
Work ya baby, show 'em how to blow up

Mr Smith (I was a mack birth)
talkin' Mr Smith (I invented the taadow!) Uh
talkin' Mr Smith
talkin' bout Mr
bout

Time's up, rhyme's up, mix the lines up
I'm about to blow the spot up with that divine
I got the energetic lyrical calasthetic
Ya better call a medic cos ya look
Guan boy it's the champion Mr
Your niggas couldn't raise up a forklift
Cocked the hammer, out the grammar
hard like Bacardi and hot like a house party
All so-called flavor niggas is deaded
next step is where ya headed so don't forget it
Your is beat, your steelo's scarred to scrape
you scream you sound muddy like a bled teeth
I open like f-lay, 'tack you when I spray
Lethal around your way
I'm the murderous Mr James Smith
Rippin' ya ass out the with my verbal gift

Mr Smith you got the shit up
ya thang baby, show 'em how to blow up