Luyện nghe bài hát I Got No Time

I got no for ya'll, we got to keep movin', yea
I got to move on, move on from here,
I got no for ya'll, we got to keep movin', yea
I got to move on, on from here

I'm droppin' beats and mellow, meet ya, I say hello
Jump on the microphone I got the sayin' well a
Damn, yo this boy shockin' and no, I don't stop
I'm done rockin, so

Ya just sit and relax for a bit, I'll spit my shit then I quit
Like the then I rip it
I'm high as can be, the Dutty B
And all can see we comin', Irie, yea, yea, yea
Irie, yea, yea, yea,

I'm on a stag, my booze up on the highest shelf
Yo stay true to my friends and get wise with
I'm impaired with the spare and all you sucka MCs
So be yourself and flow it easy keep it tight dungarees
And grab this cheese like cheddar, drop the act

And grab these beats they be better I be breakin fools
With molecules and lots a juice the neck of the nuse I'm it lose yo
you turn purple get out my circle
If you got that shit be commercial

'Cause I found ya sound just be the other way
Ya tryin' to be underground but your on the surface
With no in your verses, drop the mic so you can jerk it
Can it be the MC under canopies
Insanity is banning me from independently
Its sending me to offensively

'Cause I music, I chose it don't abuse it
Never it when I bruise it
So don't be livin' to shoot when you know your miss
Ya say you get pussy than a gynecologist
I know you would be if it wasn't for your fist
Ya asked me how I got dope, I said lots of praca,

I got no time for ya'll, we got to movin', yea
on, move on from here, yeah
I got no for ya'll, we got to keep movin', yea
I got to on, move on from here

Well, buenos noches steppin' on like cockroaches
I be plays like some fuckin' football coaches
Fallin' because I know your shit is boring
Cut you so hard, ya straight up need neosporin'
Said I'm raining on head because yo my shit is pourin'

Ya eyes get 'cause all your hits is faded
I need to be sedated like my man Dutty B
Sick to your stomach ya find an ill MC
the symphony the illest infantry
Drops ya down for the century, the penalty

I know I'm hard to see I kill myself but leave my entity
But jump up off a track like a make it Jiminey

Original head bob, four star general
I find my with my tentacle, my rhyme style's to none
Ya bite me, end up like ya grandfather straight chewin' ya gums

It's the DJ selector hard on the record
With the effort full effect DJ science break neck
When tounges twist syllabls trip lips make hits
Never unfulfilled like a hooker with one tit
A group with one hit, gettin' off one sip
We the MC's so I think ya best a quit

Yes, I think time to quit
Yo you you best a quit
Yes, I think its to quit, yo

I got no for ya'll, we got to keep movin', yea
Move on, move on here, yeah
I got no time for ya'll, we got to movin', yea
I got to on, move on from here