Luyện nghe bài hát Mind Blown

(mc ren) you what hutch man, I let one of these bitch made niggas get
Away with somethin the other and uh, I shouldn't a let him get with it.

(cold 187) put a to his ass.

(mc ren) did you say? put a foot to his ass?

(cold187) right man...

(mc ren) wow, beautiful man, wow, that's what I'm gonna do to him, put
A foot to his ass. you know what hutch man, I think i'ma that formula
For man, wow.

(mc ren)
Nigga I'm the black giant puttin shit
You niggas aren't with my sound
I'm shockin motherfuckers like water and a live
Makin niggas feel the like richard pryor
The great elephant, the bitch made killa
I'm steppin on you like a godzilla
A living like shaq
The beggining and the moheekan
I be seekin to have niggas tweakin through the weekend
I a fuck about the radio and faggot sounding disc jockeys
Bust yo fuckin mouth we playin hockey
I stick and move like cause I'm cocky
A nuclear bomb couldn't stop me
I throw a bottle at the and make it shatter
in la shut the fuck up and make ya shit fatter
I'm lookin for the niggaz the skills
Not the niggas that woke up this morning saying wanna rhyme
You can always tell niggaz by the clothes that they wear
I bitch the niggaz tie em' up in a chair
Don't gives a fuck if baby yellin that it ain't
Cause you know nigga ren, nigga just don't care
Yeah, I'm that motherfucker sittin on my throne and on
Got you niggas mind

(chorus)
It ain't no back when ya on a mission
For the
keep on wishin

(mc ren)
I don't give a fuck I'm a real
Niggas swingin on my dick my nuts bigga
Blow they motherfuckin brains a sawd off
I bust that funky ass shit then they off
Fuck a mother fuckin record deal of been a pimp
But I'm that nigga puttin in ya fuckin ear
So raise the fuck up, when be bumpin that shit
Wanna this dick? wanna fuck that trick
I gotta heata when I need a
My niggas smoke a fuckin pound of
Leaving bitch niggas in a puddle of blood
I gives a fuck em', I just kick it on the block
And handle my shit, with my motherfuckin rocc
So fuck a crew I'm all alone
I'm spittin fly shit on the microphone
And I'm that black nigga sittin on my
And it's on, got you motherfuckin blown

(chorus)

(big rocc)
Niggas get like raid I have em' droppin
Moppin, shootin up like charles bronsen
J rocc, a nigga it for keeps, so keep
Fuckin up in the compton streets, yo ren pass a that 38
So I could set all these made niggas str8
Now tell me, do you wanna take it toe for toe for strap
I'd bust a cap in your fuckin back
Take a look, you see is a crook, breakin every rule in the book
I try my not to get locked up
But at the time I steady be fuckin up
At the shack, be sippin on that yat
Breakin off a on my nigga hutch's track
big rocc once again it's on and I got you motherfuckas str8 mind blown