Luyện nghe bài hát Thelonius

Ha, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, at your own risk
Act like you bitch I'm on some grown shit
Ha, yeah, yeah, at your own risk
Act like you know bitch I'm on grown shit
the Thelonious, super microphonist
You us, this rap shit we 'bout to own it
You know it, these trying to clone us
I got a bonus for the that run up on us
I got a for your bitch that run up on us
the Thelonious, super microphonist

Uhh, no to sleep cause if you sleep you don't eat
Gotta hold heat, just to ends meet
Niggas living on the street while other niggas
Alright wit you it alright wit me
Right, make money all my life
Gotta stay fucking bitches many
Yeah you know I'm talking 'bout
Yup, stay turning these out
em down also dick em out
Throw something down whenever my out
They know me so they and reroute
They know me from Washington to down
All the way to to my nigga Common house
Right, it's like a game we play out, out, out, out

no doubt, nigga get live or get knocked the fuck out
Word up, just be about what you dog
Know what I'm saying, play at your own risk
Act like you know bitch I'm on grown shit
the Thelonious, super microphonist
You us, this rap shit we 'bout to own it
You know it, cause you can it in your throat
Say it

I'm 'bout to let my float
(Com, say it)
Get your eye poked
game, I assemble dope,
Ness, a nigga that's as the 'fess
Studied rap shit, no need to mic test
You can feel it in chest
Your B I, it in her breasts
Plus you, rhyme a nigga wit his nipples pierced
We lick off lyrics in the and real niggas hear us
Dreaming when I this, box me if I go too wild
Still doing this shit dude in wild style
Inviting wack niggas to
I "Trick Daddy" and I don't know, "Nann Nigga"
Who can it where I take it
You better going to God like did
Leaving crowds
I move em above clouds whether on some and turf shit
Or style you can feel it in your body
Yeah you can feel it in your body

Like if a 12 gauge shottie shell hit body
You don't want no one to your ass a hobby
Carbon copy, niggas to clone us
You us, Thelonious, super microphone
You this, rap shit we 'bout to own it dun, for real

Hey, it's a ritual
You invited let the mortal body stimulate the place
the grace, nevertheless, I stress
Let the put a smile on your face
As for the ritual, when it comes to spiritual
You know I leave you with the taste
I know you like it to the core
That's what you ask for, you for the best
Hurting a sore in that ass, like a ritual
Conversation with the most high makes me cry
I wonder why, you wanna get to
But itty bitty part of you don't wanna die
So pay attention to my word, cause it's the
Meditation ease the mind, and the youth
like a verse you could never read out of a book
Dropping the line in your mind like a fish
is birth, yo I do it till the break of day
Pay attention to your art, go astray
Word is

Yo we do it and we quit
Sucker nigga you want it, it's Thelonious
Owning this rap shit, microphonist, and we known to spit
I spit fire Esther on Sanford and Son did
I'm raw dude, more juice than
You want this, so MJ kept saying the rhyme
Shit fly MJ in his prime, "Off The Wall" wit mines
I'm grabbing my balls when I rhyme, nine busting plus
all the time, now stay on your mind like great sex
You ain't on my I'm thinking 'bout paychecks
Niggas large like an Adex Avirex
Yo the gods they bust latex sex packets
they don't rhyme and ball, they lyin' to y'all
They dyin' to ball, the we do all the time
We do all the bitches they fall in lines
Me and my mans is something like the Source
We gettin money a long and y'all short
My niggas bounce and full and y'alls fall
You funny doo, really you think you can do me
When you roll a 500 that's a 320
Should of let somebody else it
Numbers look crooked like King shook it
I'm from where niggas bang gats when they
how they play, don't let it be a holiday
Thelonious niggas, if you us we get you laid back
Show you the definition of a pay