Luyện nghe bài hát K. I. M.

Nah, nah, this out, yo

I my dick, spit, hit the blinkers, split
The Coronas, tokin' irons without permits
long faced murderer's the shit
Black Bruce mix tape arsonist

Esquire, for hire, total rapid fire
Supplier to any Tom, Dick, Maguire
You the right man to get the plan executed
I get the situation happenin' you shoot it

Flow director, you like guess what?
The hotter I I'm trippin' off smoke detectors
Who next up to get dressed up, I don't pop
I pop New with a dot till import

The art the craft, will split you in half
I'm a Hurricane you a Genuine Draft
While you push a S-Class I'm riding on a
Uptown, naked, a bag with hash, check it

Shut your and lock your doors
Whores scream than Berrymore when I pour
And when me and my crew walk we on all fours
Atomic dogs, in a black Yukon

K I M, K I M

John Blaze, I y'all niggaz rockin' for days
Boriquas, to eses, around the
My own Mix Tape DJ, I
You have a clue when I'm doin ya who is he I gets busy, word up
now player look in my eyes you think I'm bluffin'
A five span turned nuttin' into somethin'

And get familiar, your whole entourage don't be
Feelin' ya, behind your they straight killin' ya
(Who am I?)
The Ex Head banger bad
on Friday with Chris Tucker
I be a banger to my very last breath
Even Jermaine Dupri I'm So So Def

K A, Mims, I come from a long line of Geechies
Who care, blow Lo Luchinis
I like Spawn, takes no time
For me to get on, to the of dawn, word

K I M, K I M

PMD, the Purple Heart
your spot and left shrapnel
Then escaped in the Benz
Harder an NFL tackle, back to bite the Big Apple

Southpaw, raw since I was a
Before I met in the corridor
The mentals, rapper entrepreneur
With more action than Moore

Turn your into coleslaw, with the four four
Spray on your glass jaw
Shatter it, with P is hazardous
Iced out started and manufactured this

My wild like the Manimals on Geographic
Smash you on some crab shit
EPMD's the the Squadron is the click
Transmit, lyrical grit, time to 'cause I'm

K I M, K I M

Keith Murray, the holder of the
Lyrical analyst, roller coaster flower
Money folder, track blower, MC over
I witcha two at a time like Noah

I goes off to the beat, on the edge of
And rhymes in my sleep and battle mortality
Finally, dimension know Keith
Y'all simple minded niggaz is pitiful and weak

I'll give you a G a week for life, if you can me
I poetry at a high rate of mortality
At static, lyrical
Smokin', barkin' like a dog, breathin' an asthmatic

Lyrical sculpture create fly rap
Ninety eight banger boy, yeah I told ya
Total chaos, skelter, run for shelter
Here the lyrical brain melter

I be maxin' and relaxin', action
more big ol' words than Jesse Jackson
My shit knock don't it, drive you if you loan it
Man, I for my opponents

K I M, K I M
K I M, K I M