Luyện nghe bài hát Love L. O. D.

Yo, I seen them motherfuckers out in the
Them pussy
(Man, them niggas anyway)
rats and those fat rolly polly punks

Yo Kel
(What up?)
Yo this question
Why are we the nicest in this fuckin'

Yo, um, simple philosophy
Doe, ray, me, fa, so, L.O.D.
(Yeah, yeah)

Aye yo 50
(What's up?)
Answer question
(What's that?)
Why are you the best in profession?

Now when I'm on a bitch MC
Doe, ray, me, fa, so L.O.D.

Keith
(Yo, up 50?)
the question?
(What's that?)
Why are you be the sickest in profession?

I been all around the world the wack MC's
It's doe, ray, me, fa, so L.O.D.
(Aye yo)
Ask yourself the very question
Why are we the wickedest in profession?

I'm breaking back with Def Squad
Doe, ray, me, fa, so L.O.D.
Any want to step, get busy
Doe, ray, me, fa, so L.O.D.

I be the freaker
Coming through your
My jams be stronger
your shit be gettin' weaker

Now Kel be kids like the New York Knicks
Taking it to your ass with these rhymes and
'Cause contradict themselves when they be rhyming
like shit, off beat with no timing

Now soon as I the paper
See you
I shut your off like a blackout
So hit the breaker

I'm the worst you ever had vocab like knife stabs
Comin' killin' in a paragraph
niggas ransom, it runs in my blood
Maybe my grandson might be wild like Manson

I be the gimmie, the got ya
blastin' niggas way
Before the I shot ya
The hip hopper

'em in the Palladium
And bustin' each and nigga, bubble in the Tunnel
Now, after the comes the rain
up, wait a minute, let me back up and just explain

I been all around the world, battle me?
Take this autograph home and give it to your
All I hear is stinkin' ass wack MC's
doe, ray, me, fa, so love L.O.D.

Nigga your life means nothing to me, L.O.D.
The average nigga style sucks like a
50 G, the MC's buster, mic crusher
Dirty money quicker picke upper, duster

Now that L.O.D.'s up in this
Leave a known rapper with English
smooth da hustler

Same thing a nigga laugh
his ass cry
He rolled a I bet it all he turned around
And rolled snake

My thinking cap is than a fuckin' Sade's
Stay all-terrain, on all parades
The is my bed and the corner is my pillow
I'll kill your fuckin' ass and for your crew do ditto

I'll leave a nigga dead and stinkin' take his
Cha-boom, cha-boom fill him up with
Natural born killer, than the rest
(Where you at?)
East to west

I it real kid
I freak the flow until it's
get panicked and frantic
And can't it

I been all the world, what battle me?
Take this autograph and give it to your family
Def the family, you don't want to see
Strictly doe, ray, me, fa, so L.O.D.

(What up Keith?)
Answer question
(What up?)
Why you so fuckin' nice in this

Aye, yo 50
(What's up?)
this question
Why you so in your profession?

Aye, yo
(What's up?)
this question
(What's that?)
Why you so nice in this