Luyện nghe bài hát Lethal Brainz Blo

Intro:

ass niggaz man
Niggaz don't man
I better let all brainz blo nigga
Man

Let the madness nigga, let it begin
Let the madness and let the brainz blo if you grin
Let it let it begin
Let the madness and let the brainz blo if you grin

Verse one: rock,

Aiyyo run for gunz me and dutch coming through
Rock ruck you and you crew fuck the boys in
This be bucktown these grounds they don't roam
'cause we send em home trays of slugs in they dome
Blown out the frame by the rock, mr.
Shit's heltah skeltah, where's the

Right by your side with my on the posse
I see duke and red he said he wanna me
Plus he claim he can me up in rap skits

take it to his grill ask the punk what he feel (fuck him)
Two to his 'cause he weak so's his jaw
Nigga played the cell like he hard to the core
More I hear talk more I wan flip
See I got slugs for your mom in my clip
Strip to your drawers run your dough and your
Tool's cocked it ain't april 1st but I'm breakin
When punk test rock it's like touchin live wire
Catch a shock to your
From a glock that I pop, you want it with the rock
Better dumbfucks you're out of luck
You got caught by the

First of all, don't know jack, my flow's fat
So far, my gat at niggaz who claim that my shit's wack
You don't I thought you knew it
Too late you blew it
Now i'ma bang shit up like I was lennox lewis
One, two, three five
Six seven eight niggaz'll shit my nine
Mil I drill fine into your mental
Block I hit temple hot become gentle not
You must mistake me for a type of motherfucker
Might lose his life, I'm trife in the night

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Verse two: ruck,

What's the nigga? set it off in the dark
I spark when the big ruck flips the ark
The raw rapper jaw tapper kick it wicked
Keep it real my click thick like acidics
Plus, I be there like jackson, breakin your and
Askin, who want more, when my fat spins
So chump 'fore my pump kill
You wanna ill still ruck out your front grill
The lyrical whatevah, 'cause whatevah is
I bring forth, thoughts beyond those of
Raps get deep when I with my peeps
You yappin bout you'll get clapped in the streets bitch
This nigga ruck is fuckin crazier than ten
I send niggaz to hell, full of my rhymes and then I niggaz
So what? ? bring it on
Word is bond, got songs that's mad strong
(so it on)

Verse rock

Man listen, another nigga
Punk fuck discussion, you see me get to snuffin
You're sweet as muffins, that mom bake I break
Yeah my timberlands make everything from your head to your north ache
So take your monkey ass to the
Toe to toe or blow for blow we can
my brass knuckles make your knees buckle
What duke I lay more niggaz out on they back than a slug do
Who knows what you, to be I didn't gas you
But you can keep it movin 'fore I beat your ass
You punk bastard, you could get the gat
Or your ass kicked, that dry shit lips spit, get the chapstik
Or a fat and that's it
skeltah, lettin the brainz blo and that's if we

1/2

Outro:

Ahh, let the, begin
Let the blo if you grin
Let the begin, let it begin
Let the madness begin and let the blo if you grin
Let the begin
Let it begin, let the blo if you grin
Let the begin let the madness begin
Let the begin to let the brainz blo if you grin
We let the begin
We let the blo if you grin
Make way for the dreads and the
we let the brainz blo
Punk-ass...