Luyện nghe bài hát Lyrical .44

[Redman] come!!!!!
[Marley] Play this song on your radio, play this song on your fuckin radio
[Verse 1: Method
Oh no, another flow forty fo'
If it gets deep, jump in first then hold yo' nose
I'm a beast when you step on my toe you hear my
Checkin 'em hoe, you see my lettin it go
I couldn't wait to do a song right, 'gon do ya wrong
Time to party, Meth, Stephen Marley and Jr.
So selecta, come it, awww shit it
Now y'all done did it, supper ready come get it
Now who 'gon stop me block me pop me knock me
posse most high Haile Selassie
Allah willin, sound boy killin
I'm hot I don't catch cold or catch feelings
The be the ghetto youth
And Def Jam y'all know the Meth Man care of his fam
That's what better do
Examine our we plannin to win
tell the people we be jammin again
[Verse 2:
Make way for Reggie
Got more hoes grand canyon
I, dig 'em out then tie 'em up for
I, shoot at your make you start dancin
I'm pissin on picnics where ya campin
got the ziplock from Ziggy
When the zig zag roll I'll rip zip code
Got fucked up off the hypno
I tip toe, then wait till bend over
(There I go) Aiyyo
I got a mo ped in sittin on twenties
(Blaow!) Look out, in the air
(Blaow!) guns in the air
No it's Tiger Bone to get it crackin
dread right or wrong
I'm a sinner, winner of the swimmers
Eat dinner, in front of Bob pin up
Redman]
I don't care about your bling bling
Over here we let them ring
BLAOW!!! it to me BLAOW!!! give it to me
BLAOW!!! it up BLAOW!!! give it up
I don't about your bling bling bling
Over here we let things ring
BLAOW!!! it to me BLAOW!!! One time
BLAOW!!! it to me BLAOW!!! give it up
[Verse 3: "Jr. Gong" Marley]
I neva why so much ganja reach ya
And dem a wonda how so conquer feature
Blunt dem so big a must a Bunny Bob and
Teach it like a preach it like a preacher
Put you in a
Pussy couldn't style mi up plus no under
Gimme di rizla gimme di blunt and a
Gimme di chunks di cup and a couple senorita
Jr. Gong di veteran a when mi reach ya
DJ fi fi fan dem inna Grandtsand and di
Jumpin off on di , you best believe yah
a smell skunk and couldn't get mi neitha
Well ever since a ghetto yute dem get di crippled
So mi seh babylon dem a go get a weopen
when we hear some politician trippin
When a di big ting promote I'm right there wid di in
So just smile now yuh flip yuh likkle lippin
Got a big forty five it's finga lickin
Then mi up yuh face so far yuh don't know what's happenin
Dem how yuh get so slim it's like yuh fat and go gym
Get mi girl mi cabin and mi cabin stabbin
It is slappin jappin it is non stoppin
Hey! No pork cook inna mi kitchen
If a gal try dat a dead pigeon
woman a tear off mi pants stitchen
Natty dreadlocks di benz and have recline switchin
If a bwoy nuh dat him may end up missin
Rastafari dun tell yuh but yuh don't
[Outro:
Play this song on your fuckin radio, play this song on your radio