Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Bars

(Chorus: and Murs)
I spit hot bars, I spit on cop
I game to the chicks that belong to rock stars
I got the goods uptown to Hollywood
So you don't like us?
girl probably would...

Havin a day on the freeways of Los A
In Murs' El listenin to Ghostface
Well hold up, and let me for a minute
While I look the sky for a limit
Come and get it, I'ma ride this rollercoaster the wheels fall off
And I'ma ride your Cali until my eel goes soft

Take a journey through the mind of a one of a
Self-made motherfucker that's his time
On land, on air, on and on sea
Let it all just be, times on me
It's California, fool, flyest breezies in the
And we can roll up a bleezy that'll make toes curl

and it goes Puff Pass
So you can my ass
Oh you know?
You must have missed the

It's sunshine, one-time, with punchlines
Hit on Sunday, put it on the frontline

and em all to make some ruckus
For the fuckers in the
And the soldiers in the
And the wenches on the list
Call Heaven, tell "Got a situation
Murs and came to breakfast
And they with all the bacon..."

(Chorus 2X)

We be the first dudes treasure over beats
Every measure be complete to make sure it's buried
Locked in your memory to a safe keep
So even if you diggin' another rapper sayin
He can't break the seal so our music playin
Living Legends, Rhymesayin so I yall been waitin
So I open up the gate and, made his way in
And we pimp production as a present for the patients

JustJump back, kiss
And thank God for your breath and your health
Life is short and all days,
Keep your nose clean, open your ears and eyes

Call me Mr. President for short, a to the sport
Incredible in court, an source
An immeasurable force, the of her force
And I'm pushin metaphors just to better course

Here, vision is blurry, living in a
No worries, you can call me Chicken Little
Keep the channel spicy, words like Vanna Whitey
And the contestants run in circles to analyze me
Here we go, Mr. Storm
Break down, take apart your heart and the form
Tried to warn 'em, nobody
So we succeeded at feedin these what the party needed

(Chorus 2X)

But baby, I'm only 21 and higher
You're kind of young, you should settle down,
Take a little time to, reweave the
Reach for and let me borrow your lighter

Yeah, I freestyled him-- and him too
But they still haven't gone through what I been
Excuse me, what been through
me and you, see I'm just like you
Except I the mic and you work at a dot com
Or you're a critic
Tryin to say the same line, but what it doesn't
Cause I'm still Murs and still bitter and
is my verse and I'm talking to my listeners

So if Sleepless in Seattle
in Pittsburgh
Lost it in
Ann Arbor
Fuck me,
You got me,
And the devil wore in New Orleans
Los Angeles - to Minneapolis -
We want to thank all of yall for us
Make it pleasure, make it
the way you swing
From the A to the
I would never a thing

R.I.P. B, Rob O-N-E
Says and "Fly ID"
Wouldn't be here them
So the love free
I be here without them
So the flows free