Luyện nghe bài hát Get Da Drop On Em

it out
I break a nigga down ugly like Coke, up on the
Next step throw a stack up on the third
The undisputed, I'm ever diluted or polluted
You fuse it, if ya choose it 'cause it's deep rooted
I make ya maggot ass crawl out the
For underestimating as I'm creating the
Cliques get like heavy bricks when I'm dropping
I'm nigga whole shit plus I make a profit
Wicked with this shout, are fished out
I'm wrecking one-by-one but then I miscount
Mispronounced, how do LL
And get ya shit bust? I turn ya into mush
Ya slipping, I'm microphones real tight
Then I crack up the in ya Ac all night
messages, the prophecy's in me
His Royal Highness, you minus you claim to be
(Say what?)

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Uh, I get da drop on you
I blow it, I make it hot for my

I blow em, kaboom, but sound effects
Niggas was like I was off on a Star Trek
Select my dialect, all my checks
He he getting money but L cast the cheque
You blunt weed, Glock block, horizons
Niggas in the projects ya hypnotizing
You know when I bring forth the heat
Hardcore be wearing panties, looking sweet
I'm on a through the land of fronting niggas
motherfuckers with the hands on dirty triggers
I lay back, niggas or let my nuts live
I take my blade, insert it ya guts give
Execution, the destroyer of ya bunch
What? Drama! You can't believe how I deliver shit
Ya brains split, the pain hits ya little

You falling backwards, leaning a dope addict
Rope claim me, packing automatics
Found his ol' burner underneath the mattress
Go outside, the up just like a actress
I take ya motherfuckers one-by-one and show ya how done
And dick ya in front of everyone
Bitch niggas ain't got no type of
To say a bullshit in LL season
I'm freezing, ya bleeding up out'cha rectum
and blue, trying ta hide up in the spectrum
I got ya raw ass busting flat
Head up on the place mat, ready to that
incorporates stimulating designs
Lay that motherfucker's down, nigga resign
Don't ya mind, concentrating on how I shine
You never hear a nigga me, never in time
I it quick, amaze cliques when I flip
I can't believe you niggas who rip shit
It's '96 and niggas like to they dicks
I'm breaking shit ya doctor's can't fix

Fuck the and all them smooth singing grooves
I'm bringing crews, in my ring you and lose
With the blues light my fuse, me
To show ya crab ass fake how it be
My technique's superb when I'm on these herbs
clear so you can hear every word
Fuck the goodie-goodie or your moms hear it
I gotta keep my title locked down so fear it
Uh, I get da on you niggas
I blow it, I make it hot for my

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Uh, I get da on you niggas
I blow it, I it hot!