Luyện nghe bài hát Alright

(x16)
No
Aha, see what you want
Check it out! one-two for my like this, check it out

1: skoob

To the, aah, tick tick, my is mad thick so don't slip (yeah)
Cos mad nigga's throats gettin
By the mister wit the heat ta burn ya til ya
You punk bitch, when the funk hit, the twister (yeah)
It's the...now I'm the maniac the flow (what? ) ? ? ? ?
Til I out your regulars and your gold teeth (nigga)
Be doin my on a day-to-day (ha ha)
Some say I got too posse like flavor flav
Books in reverse, the worst nigga out the (what? )
Ci-lo satan when I hit you the triple 6
Your shit be stressin lessin, I'm flexin with the adjectives
Shittin on mc's like I just a laxative
Now know I gives a fuck about'cha crew
You try to keep up but got like the two
Between nevers and atlantis, I a frantic
And goddamn it, watch me and my man the planet
this, boy!

(x8)

Verse 2:

uhh, one-two, comin thru next
Nigga krazy representin das efx
Stompin wit my comin thru your projects
Bring ya from the so fuck the peace so if you spot us
You do us a fave bip, you pull your and shot em (baa!!)
You're makin dollars overseas (uhh), nigga (uhh)
Squeeze these cos we're gettin by the g's wit ease (word up)
We're blowin up your fuckin (no doubt)
Cos when you're hot, hot and when you're not, you're not
Now everybody be the nicest but jesus this
It's a crisis, I em dead with my devices
My is you better learn a trade
you kick a rhyme and end up fuckin gettin sprayed
I keep you like you're fuckin sessin me
You're just a pest of me, never get the best of me
Cos me, the k-to-r-a-z-y
Use to fila, bettin like I'm eli
With houston your style in of boostin
Your crew that need to stomp, no conk, you you're losin
I put my dues in so you know it's only
I gots ta hold it down so all my niggas hold (hold tight nigga)

(x14)

Verse 3: dray,

To the, aah, bang, my slang is mad thick
My rappin antics'll em runnin fran-tic
The shit the man kick'll make ya fuckin ass
I you from the pit and never quit cos it's the krazy
all this shit cos his rhymers don't amaze me
It pays me to rock it so why not I it
I it by the bucket so fuck it, I stock it
just for safe keepin so when I'm sleepin I sleep safe
I'm comin with my in ya face (motherfucker)
in the place I'm gettin stupid in ya sector
I be the drayzie, nigga check the way I wreck
flow to final, motherfuck the title
My dj dice is on the vinyl (motherfucker)
That's my recital, kid I it til the end
I bring it the sewer , here my nigga come again

The books in reverse kicks a
I'm takin it to ya face, I'm iggity on the case I
To an mc like grapes and then scrape em with the boot
I swing to the ring like luke doover
Diggity-got land a cruiser, pop duke he rip a cougar
For pages, I it raw til my jaw caves in
and plus off-beat like caucasians
Me get never son, I hold it down for 7-1-a
Where niggas fuck and where niggas lay
Ain't slim, I got game like tim hardaway
Fouls the proudest so I'm labbin in rca
Aw shit, I got you buggin, flippin that that you lovin
Plus I got back in the oven
Some heard the and then construction on it
But they just touching on it, bitch ass niggas got nuttin for it
C'mon, my blocks or I'll blow ya spot
I rock like that nigga on fox
(so how we do? ) no shorts from niggas or they fuckin and (what you
)
More styles than the last got (no doubt)
So if you wit me and you're higher than a hippie, tight
Cos gon' be aight! (no doubt)

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