Luyện nghe bài hát Elements

There, there, one game
Yo, uh huh, uh huh,

Surround sounder, smokin', Remy downer
sizzar slingin' my raw in your flounder
You get skidawed, undertakin',
This lyricist, lounge with low, that be

Aliens is out of townish, fuck
clap now with forty pounders and forty-fours
Is it all, fair in love war
Young ones with guns, acting they taking yours, uh
Live by the sword, they die by the sword, uh

My vocal cords break the that apply to nature
Low and niggas love to hate ya
the Henney straight no chaser
Twin I skyscrape ya, now gimme yours

Trifled disciple, rival reppin' with weapons that homicidal
Star leaves you from the start like tribal scars, Allah punk
I'm hazardous as a bomb and arms spinnin' Christ
Recitin' psalms in the streets of

Verbs I gather well, standard shells
My squad camouflage your wealth like the with parables
With the navigator, spittin' razor
Breath data that'll tickle you now, but slay you later

On this one me Lee Major
Million dollar man, or professor chronic
Still not a player, I just a lot, the panty raider
Guess shorty's mad, they curse you on your sky pager
ass

Yo Mr. Big Mouth, better duck down or bite the
You niggas got but you scared to death to pull it
Bet if I pull my gun I'm gon'
I'm startin' at your head, son, and stoppin' at your

I hate your screwmugs, counterfeit thugs
want mine, bet they come and get it in blood
Fat potential, birth to a corrupt mental
Foul thoughts paralyzin' temples, it's that simple

You better come with your gun
Niggas be holdin', all war, no fun
Niggas be bowlin', you niggas under now
My squads down for whatever with now
get it on

Best to come with best gun
Niggas be rollin', all war, no fun
Niggas be holdin', you niggas pressure now
My squads for whatever with whoever now
get it on

Arm leg shots to hit the like a four fifth glock
We got this hip-hop shilock and all you got was lip lock
Heavy heat, steady street sweepin' peeps
Hawks, chops puttin' cease to your petty fleets

This raw got more metal than pop and rock groups
my glock shoots the scores settled
A ground attack, I'm bound to rounds of rap
Clowns are flat, face down around the map

Simple minds, cripple smiles, my rhymes are five
The size oh two nines combine, can't even tickle
I told you once, I told your ass a thousand times,
in the trunk, stay in line punk, fucking with your mind?

Yo, you be the actual, sixteen bars, after you
Never go against my team, they embarrass you
Slit-slang terrorist talk, fully
Put your up, I'm a put a hole in your paws

your side show, eyes low, brains fried from hydro
Two choices, bass off or either die
We all scholars when it's time to clean a dollar
the boards, it's like a rotweiler

Niggas comin' out shoot like they usher
These on the run, and they socks from
The bounty hunter, iron lungster, and thunder
Here come the now I'm strikin' back at niggas bitin'

Pushin' buttons just to step away self-destruction
Inch and a half away from touchin' somethin', away from bustin'
Ya'll laugh now and cry later
I rap from Alpha to Omega, sixty four to

Whoopin' ass, walk you dogs through the lookin' glass
Been burnin' MC's cookin' class
Makin' it hot like the summer in the
blacktops, my nickle slot, triple bar, hit the jackpot

On block, I'm the remedy, send them back to me
detock, shorty got knuckles in the Reebok
Plus we got a problem with the
What's the with the Benz?
She want the six-hundred, but she got the ends

You come with your best gun
be holdin', it's all war no fun
Niggas be bowlin', you under pressure now
My down for whatever with whoever now
get it on