Luyện nghe bài hát Glockappella

Brother, been on my mind, oh brother
We've over time, so, brother, I'm keeping my eyes on you
I bet you don't I know no better but sanging the blues
Oh but have I got news for you, I'm something
And I you know that I'm something too

Yeah, usually I don't get all this battle rap shit
And all shit's stupid but I'm gonna address it
And after I get it off my may God bless it
I invest four minutes exactly for everyone
Who had the audacity to me

I kept quiet but perhaps I should have pushed this quicker
to just sit with this shit I've only gotten sicker
Yet I react without even a in my composure
But the only way he knows to this shit to a closure

I'm worthy and my associates and I the South Dirty
And I'm even for sale in Braille, the deaf, dumb and blind heard me
But I ain't breathin' until I get an even 30
I could casually clap up the of somebody's throwback jersey

You makin' me talk this way, ain'tcha?
You makin' me hafta this way
You me to walk this way
my album will get bought this way

Niggaz slow down me, I make 'em superstitious
And one of my vices used to be wanting to look visually
But instead I use my head and I fed something nutritious
But you will what a sacrifice this is

And I know you ambitious young men, you my best wishes
Have a piece of this pain on a platter, one of my best dishes
When you assassinate my character, not one remark
So it's gone get funky I'm fryin' these little fishes

Fuck fakin', there has some offense taken
But itty bitty beef is, beneath me like bacon
But me when when I say, I ain't gone hate you halfway
You know me, somebody surely owe me

When it comes to respect, I only put my before me
And the ridin', oh so slowly but surely and you in danger
And I'll be strict about straight every one of you niggaz like
I'll put bullet in anything that oppose through car doors and clothes

Amateurs and pros, hard-head niggaz and hoes, also and foes
Let it be known that you'll lose your life fucking with Lo
is my Glockapella and I'll be wearing diamonds forever
Like I'm signed to Roc-a-fella and I'ma bust two in the sky

'Cause ain't nobody around ready to die
But if there's more that you want, can't but one win
And I'm damn sure to try motherfucker, yeah
on, I'm all off the motherfucking beat, hold on

Lo crazy, Lo somebody bad, Lo crazy, Lo a'hurt somebody dad
Decide to ride down street and just hurt somebody bad
You know, as in house, hurt somebody's or somebody's spouse
You see what I'm and you know I can be what I'm sayin'

And I got the most to but you steppin' on my shoes, nigga
You become a and will remain a target until you are hit
You gone fuck around and found out that's Lo still for it
I ain't scared of ya, been scared of ya

If anything I'm scared for ya I'm so ahead of ya
Take that to the head brother before I up on your bed brother
And paint your blood in red brother, you heard I said, brother?
Motherfucker, I ain't mad at these niggaz, I you

We got a real awful thang goin' down, down
a whole lot of talkin' going round
You best believe me before I pack up and move out of
I will gladly gone and one of them down

I said, bring me the funk, I the funk
I said, bring me the funk, me the funk
I said me the funk, I can handle the funk
Just bring me the funk, bring me the funk,