Luyện nghe bài hát Flavor For The Non Believes

Yo, this is flavor for the non
Sit back, take a seat and don't to pass the weed
And by the way, this is all the way
And the way I survive is pumpin' nickels and dimes

Pumpin' on the corner, pumpin' rocks 'cause I wanna
The little Don Ho drug [Incomprehensible] performer
At my height, I'm as a midget
But it about height, it's about, "Can I kick it?"

say I'm too little, but yo I'm too ill
I hit skins, light up and I smoke a Phil'
You don't want a with this juvenile delinquent
I'm not good, I'm like a hood

And when I kick abandon ship
'Cause my brain is the sun of a eclipse
Yo, Havoc is the man that you to bring
'Cause I'm flippin' pages in a Word Up magazine

Sweet candy, the poetic vigilante
So explicit, porno flicks ban me
And gel me like jheri curl activate
The forty dog drinkin'

Grip, you're and stinkin'
Brain overload when I'm thinkin'
This is a rap rape and I a fat taste
Get off the microphone kid, stay in a child's

I you up, like Uptown raw base
And leave you like if you just saw Scarface
Like I it before, shorty scores, I get raw
For the cause, battle me, a loss

I steal like Bel Biv Devoe's
And put on my latex I hit up the hoes
You the flavor kid, give me my props
it's 1992 and all the bullshit stops

Check it, this is for the non believes
This is flavor for the non
Check it, is flavor for the non believes
This is for the non believes

Mr. Soul, jewels sippin' old gold
Roll up my nickel, pack of weed, it up and stroll
Prodigy, verbally and I'm toxic
Check out the way, check out the way, the way I drop it

You know my style, step back 'cause I'm wild
All it is a mic, 40 dog and a smile
Baby Grand Puba, Rick, the ruler
And in my pocket is fat bag of Buddha

MC's can't get Mister Mister
don't fake moves 'cause I probably hit your sister
I'm on a mission, word is
Word to God, I on, the little Don

Smooth and fantastic as I get
Shake your brain and psychopathic
I murder with the of Hitler black
And me bein' weak, even Kodak picture that

This is for the
is flavor for the non believes
Flavor for the non
This is flavor for the non
is flavor for the non believes

Niggaz don't understand of all
I rip I rip check it, never stall
meanwhile for you and yours
I'm all out, check it

You I couldn't wish I wanna do what I did
I did it so I done, kill another kid
'Cause I don't give a and you do
That's why your stupid ass got bucked outta

Never the time to wish
Took a bitch then I'm out like quick
Nestle chocolate, like it's [Incomprehensible]
That was then, this is now, I'm for the gold

Thirty touchdown, Mr. Short
Fuckin' bitches just for the sport
But not without the jimmy bitches
Nowadays knows mad jig tricks and that I ain't

Oh shit, time to move, time to move, we go
With another fly groove, 'cause I'm so
Never like to but I do it still
Sip on a 40, smoke on the

So next time kid, you wanna beef chill
Before I your ass up to bits
How many licks would it
Check it out, one, two, three nigga licks

This is for the non believes
is flavor for the non believes
This is for the non believes
This is for the non believes