Luyện nghe bài hát No Airplay

Y'all wanna put it on tape and do all the real
Ya just wanna go straight to dat?
You don't wanna mix it or nothin'? Aight do it
You want me to do the hook part
it out uh, check it out uh
Yeah that Uncle L [BACKWARDS], you know, word up
Ain't no doubt about this, I'm settin' this right in here
Yeah yeah yeah, I'm gonna sex this up, go like this here
it out

I'm beatin' [BACKWARDS] the [BACKWARDS] up out their boots
throwin' their troops, they can't recoup from drinkin' acid soup
Spectacular, vernacular, miraculous raw
off the concrete to make a hit
Tearin' [BACKWARDS] out the hinges, competition
In the trenches, killin' for inches
to mama, I tongue kiss a piranha
Electricute a for tryin' to bring the drama
I get ass than a toilet seat
So put your ballerina shoes on and tiptoe my [BACKWARDS]
Your mother[BACKWARDS] death will be soloist
O-K-I-E you ain't stylish
It's mother[BACKWARDS] arson from here to
You're [BACKWARDS] dawson, it's murder, when I in the door run
For your mother[BACKWARDS] life, get
Or taste the toast and get your [BACKWARDS] on a goalpost
Startin at'cha to check ya for respect
Ya back get snapped, lower spine gets wet
Hips get ripped and your thighs start to slide
I'm up through [BACKWARDS]hole and [BACKWARDS] up inside

And don't be gettin' no
A jam love, a jam that'cha love
It's a jam love that don't be gettin' no airplay
A jam that'cha love, a jam that'cha

Yeah, the rugged ass style I
They got the [BACKWARDS] goin' from Bel Air to baggin up
[BACKWARDS]! Mother[BACKWARDS] right in his corn
You shoulda never put me on this mic, you was
I got [BACKWARDS] behind my path for garbage bags
Hopin to bring in to throw old to one of da fags
Huh, I'm on my mother[BACKWARDS] like dat
I put it in your chest and your heart go flat
All the mother[BACKWARDS] tracks in the can't save ya
When I drop these on ya brain and enslave ya
Once you was on a now ya gettin' ridiculed
is critical, we're fightin at the pinnacle
I'm burnin [BACKWARDS] like a do a cross
no three-in-a-row tic tac toe, this is a real flow boss
makin' understand my language
Then they rap and vanish and the damage

To whom it may concern,
gonna do this right here, word is bond, huh huh
Cos it's a jam that you that don't be gettin' no airplay
(A jam that'cha love don't be gettin' no airplay)
I wanna do that one yo

And don't be gettin' no
A jam that'cha love, a jam love
It's a jam that'cha love that don't be no airplay
A jam love, a jam that'cha love

To whom it may concern on mother[BACKWARDS] test
I got the zest to clip ya through ya
Little shortys with big talkin' loud, actin' proud
Bloaw! Now ya off a black cloud
El's til your brain swells
Inhale deep sleep and dust me off them old ass The Bells
You mother[BACKWARDS], you fruitcakes, you fakin
You [BACKWARDS] don't want it, I'm up the wax
I'm a trailblazin, gun totin,
Black ass New York [BACKWARDS] choppin' like a
Bullshinanigans, country ass
Mother[BACKWARDS] frontin and I bet you ain't no again
Yeah I siad it and [BACKWARDS] sweat it
What? You catch a missile in ya gut

Ha ha, word is yo
a jam that'cha love that don't be gettin' no airplay
Yeah, ha ha, is bond
Y'knowhutI'msayin? I'm catchin mother[BACKWARDS] in here,

[BACKWARDS] to all rookies, [BACKWARDS] word up ha ha
Yo I got the laugh, word,
And sometimes [BACKWARDS] skill boys, you gotta laugh at
[BACKWARDS]
Ha ha, uh
A jam love that don't be gettin' no airplay
A jam love, a jam that'cha love
Yeah, I wanna shout it out to my [BACKWARDS] around

My [BACKWARDS] Zeus, knowI'msayin? My [BACKWARDS] minnan right

Spit at the tissturn t-t-t-tables all L a-a-a-able,

Get mad busy in [BACKWARDS], y'knowI'msayin?
My don't give a [BACKWARDS], word up
Set [BACKWARDS] off right, uh