Luyện nghe bài hát Illa Noyz

You know so let it flow my slang bang ya
Crews to my tunes before the Macarena
it danger
Mongol slay it, play a beat like a stranger

Simple and give me the lane-ah
Catch the beat like grand
My hustle is mad
Tight platoon the rise of the black moon

Since you assume, you've seen my sun
And O.G.C you notice me Heltah Skeltah vibing
venetian blinding
Wreck mine, charged for man slaughtering at times

The Judy
Flow a swan with rhymes, who you be the Illa?
You me in your inner I deliver deadly like postmen
I'm holding, up thats an understatement
When the beats break it ain't no faking

I'm more FBI guys with the rude awakening
Further contemplation may lead to titles being taken
When it's Noyz facing
Your in a stressful situation

And it does, sound ill like noise in
Yes, it does, ill like noise in Brownsville
Yeah, it does, sound ill like noise in
Yes, it does, ill like noise in Brownsville

I am
(Here we go)
T A W, L Sean, to bring trouble to
Phony MCs I 'em up with my pistol
Try to fuck with Ruck feel the from the missile

What's the issue? The issue is the at hand
Niggas rip and never say shit when the shot in my
Got the upper brother man, sift through the knowledge
God cipher divine will shine like polish

Demolish, I'll do just
Abolishing funny style cats with wack acts
Since that has fact
The underdog from the underground leaves you're face

a therapeutic back massage
Or police with a charge
I'm your card
To scar is my
(Yo it be)

See you don't have your sheet for this test
So a guess
And become the one to make a rational upon, you gone
this Boot Camp bomb

And it does, sound ill noise in Brownsville
Yes, it does, ill like noise in Brownsville
Yeah, it does, sound ill like in Brownsville
Yes, it does, ill like noise in Brownsville

Yo, who is this dufis? Thinking he
Broccoli your toothless, now you sound and look
You get your spun around like a screw just
For being the only girl in the town full of men like Edna

blue bitch take a foul, fuck your mama
Smack her if she never warned you about a walking time-ah
I ain't lying ya boys-ah, that's a fair one ask Illa
(Yup, yup, yup)
And like my little nephew I toys

The Campian phantoms amp son
of this mantel dismantle brothers with anthems
Cheaters want me like Champion clothes
But home info stuck inside head congest like common cold
When I'm on mode

Son the stage amaze after a Spliff Star
Lord Mercy when I Bust them rhymes bar after bar
See my spread, Its no longer a hobby
Don't try me but I put that ass to so pull a Javi

And it does, ill like noise in Brownsville
Yes, it does, sound ill like in Brownsville
Yeah, it does, sound ill like in Brownsville
Yes, it does, ill like noise in Brownsville

And it does, sound ill like in Brownsville
Yes, it does, sound ill like in Brownsville
Yeah, it does, ill like noise in Brownsville
Yes, it does, ill like noise in Brownsville

And it does, sound ill like noise in
Yes, it does, ill like noise in Brownsville
Yeah, it does, ill like noise in Brownsville
Yes, it does, sound ill like in Brownsville

And it does, sound ill like in Brownsville
Yes, it does, sound ill like in Brownsville
Yeah, it does, sound ill like in Brownsville
Yes, it does, ill like noise in Brownsville