Luyện nghe bài hát Lockjaw

{Your silence is my
Lockjaw! (Shut up!) {Your is my trade}
Givin' MCs lockjaw! (Shut up!) {Your silence is my
Lockjaw! (Shut up!) silence is my trade}
I'm givin' MCs lockjaw! (Shut up!) silence is my trade}

we go! Oh no,
Another flow show from the young dynamo
Lockin' up jaws, MCs -
No lyrical
Hush, when the is talkin'
Lay gats and get your weak knees walkin'
You ain't allowed to speak 'cause you've reached your
The elite get with the weak
Shut up, 'cause I'm this cut up
Boy, try to run up
I chop up crops
A weak hip-hop boy tried to jock my and he flopped
He went down to the concrete
I'm a hound I get down
And I'm back, the mack a lyrical knack
To pack and never pay tax
And when I leave they me
Knowin' they can get with me
But he who laughs gets the most cash
And lives the past of rap trash
Gone! ya, son
a call when you're done
Your silence is my trade, up!
silence is my trade}

2x:
Lockjaw! (Shut up!) {Your is my trade}
Givin' MCs lockjaw! (Shut up!) {Your silence is my

Run, run, run, your is done, son
Move out for the young one
And I'm rackin' up stacks of -
presidents, black!
Peace to my and I love ya
And I got yo'
I'm back to please
And off the hot MCs
'Cause they're around like ants, tryin' to grab their pants
That don't make you dance!
this beat doin'?
Leavin' posse ruined
my fist in his mouth
Caught him on a shout
No pity on the weak
defeat, retreat, but don't speak
'Cause I ain't through,
And you ain't to the Mix rules!
You try to flow so you go for you know
But yo, bro, you ain't the pro
(Ohh!) I can't go
grow 'cause I wanna get mo' dough
Full blown, bad to the
And known to get it on with a microphone,
Leave my throne
I've been to the low
Your silence is my trade, up!
{Your is my trade}

2x:
Lockjaw! (Shut up!) {Your is my trade}
Givin' MCs lockjaw! (Shut up!) {Your is my trade}

on, Punish!
Punish!

Your host on the coast is known to
And roast that choose to get close
Put 'em in a lyrical
My the #1 slot
But I gotta beats
When I de-feat the weak that try to compete
Get 'em up, if you go head-up
up? Do as I instruct, black
'Cause my gat is
And lookin' at baseball hat
I rolled that mess you stole
And took control, and broke the mold!
Now here I stand, man
The tip is where I am
And I'm this work like dope
Shippin' it in planes, trains and
Up the I go
Steppin' on and throwin' low bolos
My is large, and hard
No need for a
We flex, off MCs' necks
Run 'em Critical's pecs
silence is my trade, shut up!

2x:
Lockjaw! {Your silence is my
Givin' MCs lockjaw! silence is my trade}

on, Punish!
'em!
Punish!
'em!

Lockjaw!
MCs lockjaw!
Lockjaw!
MCs lockjaw!
Lockjaw!