Luyện nghe bài hát Cardiac

[Sean
The first is the worst
why the fuck they call you Jesus Price, nigga?
And you curse in
complex, niggas earth your Lurch
Fuck a hook, nigga, earth my
Nah I mean, gave a pound of vile pork, Malachai off
Had to slap him in the face, with a cloth
Silverback Sean's happy on songs, I ain't
you muthafuckas listening wrong, listen
Cock diesel niggas on crack, Tony Atlas
forward flowing, ? you Thelonious baskets?
I mastered the style and the styles
I fight the fair one then blast a wit the pound
Sean is the best, ya'll is the opposite, pa
the fuck up, put a sock in it, pa, be quiet
I put a hole in ya hat, Jesus Price controller of rap, amen

Flood]
This hard body shit, pump shotty shit
Niggas shooting the party up a bitch, shit
This that ignorant shit, pull a trigger, quick
This what is, yea fire and all this
If you dealing with bricks, then we gon' it
And if you dealing chips, then we gon' take it
But if you wit tips, ma, then shake it
Cuz my niggas is in this bitch, and crazy

It's the five foot gorilla with the mind of a
Killing every nigga in sight, by ya mirror
Ill reflections of ya face
Bitches tucking in they when I step in the place
acting like they hard, but they soft as Jell-O
You can tell niggas pussy, when they walk by, hello
I know, I was scoping you, was I fall
Like a pair of sized shorts, no, not at all
I'm not the one, but I got two
And if you me to add on more, I bring it through
Cuz I got a trunk for niggas who say ain't scared
Go for your gun, I let my mac ten braid ya
With a little style, I call presto
the bullets in the chamber, I press it to change, yo
Right back atcha, with the knife and bat
Better ask you I smack you, if I didn't, I was glad to

Flood]
This that body shit, pump shotty shit
Niggas shooting the party up a bitch, shit
This that ignorant shit, niggas pull a trigger,
This what ignorance is, yea fire and all
If you with bricks, then we gon' take it
And if you dealing with chips, we gon' take it
But if you wit tips, ma, then shake it
Cuz my niggas is in bitch, and that's crazy

[Ruste
Yeah, burn a good tree from the yard,
Juxxe you lick shots pon de squad, then
I rock rock wit that bang boogie
through hot blocks with that thang thang wit me
It's all and mashed potatoes, I smash haters
bullets, blast tazers, slash razors
Say my rap sheet is longer than my sheet
Young niggas ask me, to a rap beat
Crack in the days of the
Produced alotta inner hood crack babies
niggas moving like a chicken with his throat slit
But I bet I lean 'em I hit 'em wit this dope shit
slip, slack off and blowing your back off
Niggas is soft, we throwing your track off
Never got a off, fuck the jack off
I'mma let the off and pop ya cap off

Flood]
This that hard body shit, pump shit
Niggas the party up over a bitch, shit
that ignorant shit, niggas pull a trigger, quick
This ignorance is, yea fire and all this
If you dealing with bricks, then we take it
And if you dealing with chips, then we gon' it
But if you dealing wit tips, ma, then it
Cuz my is in this bitch, and that's crazy