Luyện nghe bài hát Mista Tung Twista

What's happenin,
This is Tyrone Chillinfoot down the funky Tung Twista, baby
[number] inches of straight stupid, ignorant
dope funky stuff for ya,
So turn up your radio and get down to the Twista
it, gee

Let the Cavalier Tung kiss ya, the Mista Tung Twista
a rhythm, a lyrical styler
My be flingin a funky pile of
Lyrical rhymes that's breakin em off in the mind, I be em
holy, I'm
Kickin the funky Islam, my slippin em like petroleum,
I'm
Pumpin the flow of the lyric, I'm em off with the
radical
I'm one brother you never get next ta
Flex your style, I'm gonna give em a pump of the rhythm
of Cav
And crackin em up the word of the wise
I be em up in the flow of the funky dialect
I elect a flow for that try a wreck
I spark the light of a head and be em up and then cause a
fly
I ya lay with the path of my rhythm and follow me like a

Flowin this from my lung, a twister
Mista, my style'll be makin a dent and be leavin the tracks
Steppin is the black gent, my Nubian accent
Breakin em up and then makin em in the smell of my funk I
be up in em
And then I'ma give em a of my lyrical lollypop, I'm gonna
em into my doctrine
Rock, then the rhythm'll makin the clock spin
The funk of the rhythm'll snap, and pop, then flow, oh
I'm em follow the path of a God and my track'll be blacker
than
lyric I'm makin is dope, don't call it so-so
Don't dis the Twista
Leavin the suckers soft as a whisper, Tung ya like a sister
Then I'ma let it be known that it's the way I throw
makin the funk of the lyrical glow
And how I tell it, yo Cav is a funkedelic flow, and oh,
my
Swing at the rhythm of suckers, then I'm gonna em a Tung

It's the Mista Tung

Boy, that's Tung for ya
at ya in 3d

?? than that, boy
it out
Kick it

My tongue is
I with Allah and the Father be stoppin the Cavalier from

The lyrical rhythm beginning and then in the
I ratatattat tactics, em black kicks
Flow of the lyric I'm pumpin and rappin em up is as a crack
fix
Wack? - funky, I'm greater
Never to step at the lyrical dictator, a of
Shock is what I put a into, then to mentally
Go the smell I be stylin, gee, funky is what the scent'll
be
this? Uh-uh, the Cavalier's kickin my charm in this
Simply because I'm in this, I'm as dope as a
Calmin Hype as a rattle be shakin and rippin the rhythm
And up into a sweat, I be workin the lyrical servin a

So never come a, lyricist Cavalier - ah
Rock the of the lyrical rhythm be shinin like a mirror
Hear a sucker step at the Twist, ya gotta be goin like to
me
The funk of the lyric will flow from me like
You caught a work of my tongue as I be flowin like water
Crackin em up with a and sort of slaughter I oughta
?? I'm Nubian nations, race and chasin
My tongue your tastin, a quick pace and facin wastin
be cut like Jason, racin
Tung Twista rocks, your lock
My tongue'll be makin a tick tick or tick tock to hip-hop
Flip-flopped, a flow I wrote this
Kickin and makin hocus pocus, focus
Tongue will be flippin like this I'ma locus
a diagnosis for Twisterosis
Crackin a and them makin em ache I'ma put em up into a

You're dope aroma
I'm
I'm able to break up a sucker you might send in
The funk of the lyrical beginnin
the suckers around like a dollar
Be makin em holler the funk of a lyrical scholar
I pray to Allah, I'm this funky like I'm a hobo
Throw better than bolo, ya thinkin that he can battle my
Just say oh no cause a no-no
I be smellin the funk of my flow, jo
I'm pumpin this up and breakin this in a lyrical, then say

Take titles, say ta-ta
I'm a rap and then rockin a rhythm and ring in my tongue
bend em
And flow with a lyric it's steppin em
And get with the I be pumpin up in em
With and it's the
- Tung Twista

Boy, if that ain't bad, my name Lewis Tyrone Chillinfoot,


But we finna get the ??
Go head, kid

The Boogieman was speaking, he said, up Mista Twista
Don't you know that ain't never supposed to whisper
behind my back is makin it seem like it's a rumor
So tell me fact to face you can decide to come to Juma
Don't say your backwards because you don't like Cav
Played to the left by def and I'm gonna eff up the right
The sucker of Canaan, I'ma let my pizzazz wreck
I'm this to the devil that calls his self an Aztec
You ain't a Puerto-Rican, what I'm speakin, Islam you're

You might as open the doors of a church and become a deacon
Don't step to me, speakin the pep to me what your rep'll
be
Crept to me because I let them see you had leprosy
Them suckers that be me I simply just insist ya
Stop against the Mista Tung Twista

Now that was bad,
But if you that was somethin
Wait till you the album

I like to give a to my son [Name]
And ?? to the Wiz

Of course Cavalier, his album

My man

And the DJ Cut
And the entire hip-hop nation
We Audi
Take the mic,

Do the robotic