Luyện nghe bài hát Here We Go Again

The
Anarchy
Spliff

Roc
Rah
Baby


Another Voyage

One, two,
on

Here we go
niggas know we have to give it to you
Here we go
Now feel this while it's running through you
we go again
We come to hit y'all with that nigga
Here we go
More shit for y'all gon' hear the drug it
we go again
Now watch the way we always blow the
Here we go
We fuck up and take the shit you got
Here we go
Flipmode you know we bring it
(What?)
it
(What?)
it
(What?)
it
(What?)
it

I'm a real guy, you can't fuck with me
You could catch a bullet like Brandon Lee
my squad on my back like a M.V.P.
I got a sick log that's banned from TV
Charge your whole a hundred CC
Straight from the streets, learn from
Rocks ain't nothing my jewels is freeze
Blood, sweat, and tears, stack the G's

They don't wanna see me twenty heavier
On the cellular they wanna see me and bellied up
I tell you what when I'm switching my
I bury one walk around in the streets heavy guns
it, marinate in your self-source
A couple shells to dry you out to a horse
Smashing your image, take it
Then we crack a villian
Scratching my d-dick be the rapper to liquid

Spliff

Rah
Roc
Baby
Rhymes
DJ
Squad
Muthafucker, what niggas want?
you know we always gonna give it to you

I drop kick niggas run around evict niggas
Give it to you full blown like H.I.V. sick
Act you know B, I watch you die slowly
Tapped action Charles Dick to Kobe
Was a blood spilling smack a fagot the village
Steam boil cabbage and hurt your feelings
Run you off the court, defeat you at sport
Spit, pop, and twist like Moet corks

What now sounds, we snatch crowns
Too much mouth you lay down we clear
Send a large what you expect
For me to get rich nigga and off my set
that I'ma rep Flipmode
Till the sky's black turn to
And hear how we this track
Do you me dogs?
Six blocks, buildings
Brick walls, still push
'Cause I'm the

Now make noise one time for the tight little
Posing in flicks up my middle finger
Everybody trying to get they little shine these
Make a bitch cold back to my grimy ways
Ball in my court, who lack sport
Tear ass to the roof without the black thought
Coming on the thinking you the Don Juan
crimes have you pissing all in your Sean Don

we go now
Now what the fuck niggas want?
And how we
And you all exactly what you want?
See Flipmode is the
niggas wanna try
We smash you in face
And it black around your eye
We out to wreck it no
I'm out to hit y'all with some shit make you
Bug the out
And y'all niggas get real arrogant and
the fuck out
And we in the spot
We always shit and make y'all niggas
a slug out

Here we go
niggas know we have to give it to you
Here we go
Now feel this banger while it's through you
we go again
We come to hit y'all that nigga music
Here we go
More shit for y'all hear the drug abuse it
Here we go
Now watch the way we always the spot
Here we go
We shit up and take the shit you got
Here we go
Flipmode you know we always it
(What?)
it
(What?)
it
(What?)
it
(What?)
it

Ha

New
Labor Day

The LP
Flipmode

Cut the off
Cut it off