Luyện nghe bài hát Gazzillion Ear

Villain man never ran with crills in his
and won't stop rockin' until he clock in a grand
he in the wasteland sands
raps on on of treasure maps. stacks to the ceiling fan
he'll rest when he's ashes. ask him after 10 and his goulashes mash his stashes.
Chip on his shoulder with a holster.
A clip, a folder, and his grip on a poster
they supposed to know. It'll when his aura glow.
Get from out the row. When he get its horrible.
is money. Spend, waste, save, invest, the fest.
The tin of (?)
yes. Y'all, don't ya trickles.
The best ballers in. Rub to get a nickles.
When tut-tut. He about to change the again
they go up time he blow up, like, hydrogen.
Villian hear have 'em in fear.
And Won't top-illin' he a gazzillionaire.
and stare. Yeah, ya boy had drama.
Got him on a plane; avoided bad karma.
Once sold an skinhead a nigga-joke.
Plus a brand new chrome smoker with the broke.
I thought I told him and pins were separate.
find out later when tries to go and rep it.
Took her to hold the money for a Victoria.
Charged in advance to it and ignored her, sorta.
One monkey stop no slaughter.
A wanna cop a quarter-ton; run for the border.
No the drill. It ain't the overkill.
skill. Still, there's no thrill.
Villain 10k bills in his pilla.
Villain when it realer, split the scrilla with

Dilla, Dilla, mix, mix, mix.
Do a deal for and get rich quick.
Sketch lyrics. Bet your nick on some vick
Ick from the broomstick. with the dumb schtick.
Sick, slick. Hit it in the book.
Only way find him is if he spittin' in the hook.
Listen, don't now. Keep walkin'.
Traded three beads for cow. Cheap talkin'.
Hawkman. Stalkin'. Hit the weed. often.
into a coffin. Might as well scoff the pork, then.
He's like warf. say stronger, though.
Off the top Jay Strong Bo. along bro.
Wear a mask like YO, off the show.
Flow slow. He's a mongrel. Thon Won Pro. (?)
For your info: when's he's not practicing Jim
or addressin' some bimbo.
playing Ray J, the old tape.
Doom, well, what can I say JJ in a gold cape.
to the rim like Brim.
Villain and you find him in no gym.
Probably a bar with the frogs
with the dot on a guard as he on a log.
and half-baked.
Used to keep a full of work.
and half-shape.
My mistake. the track agreement.
For g's to to line than cracks in the cement.
In any event, its fake wrestling.
Get 'em Jake the Snake.
All massacres. He it for the dry throat.
to hit the high note.
Villian, since an itsy zygote.
By remote, in the meat wagon.
Braggin' MCs in with they feets draggin'.
These is staggerin'.
Had his PhD in Street Haggelin'.

Villain, his is clear.
Endin' this year with to spare.
Hear! Its not for the seein'.
Went through the ceiling enterin' the centerbeing.
A new to sales through the roof.
A (?)
It's the of the tramp.
Who do a duet jam when Earnest go to
for the earn. "Nawmeen?" like Vern.
We some more oil for the machines to burn.
Learn. crickets. He gets lucky
one-in-three tickets off slippery lyrics.
One man's waste is man's soap.
Son's fan base. Know the dope.
A real weirdo. above-weird flow.
And the way his hair as ugly as a scarecrow.
He wears a mask so the charge grab.
On a rooftop with a stone slab.
up. Talk white and thought niggerish.
Refused to walk and got his off the figurish.
Black and equally as yucky.
How he handled the money was Dan Stuckey.
hustle. Man on fire.
Later for the date the Hadron Collider.
Cost more. It be seeming a style.
leave the competition steaming like a pile.
Smile. Sparkling jewels.
In effect like off to the street park rules.
Fools. The roach is dead.
Live for a weekend. dehydrate with a head.
Instead it was a flickted.
Split the lick.

We got to find DOOM!
Luuuuck!