Luyện nghe bài hát No Airplay

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

I'm beatin' against the [BACKWARDS] up out their boots
Flame throwin' their troops, can't recoup from drinkin' acid soup
Spectacular, vernacular, miraculous raw
off the concrete to make a hit
Tearin' [BACKWARDS] out the hinges, cringes
In the trenches, killin' for inches
Word to mama, I tongue a piranha
Electricute a barricuda for tryin' to bring the
I get more ass a toilet seat
So put your shoes on and tiptoe down my [BACKWARDS]
Your mother[BACKWARDS] death wish will be
R-double O-K-I-E you ain't
It's mother[BACKWARDS] arson from here to
You're [BACKWARDS] dawson, it's murder, when I step in the run
For your life, get ghost
Or the toast and get your [BACKWARDS] hung on a goalpost
Startin neck to check ya for respect
Ya get snapped, your lower spine gets wet
Hips get ripped and then your thighs start to
I'm up [BACKWARDS]hole and [BACKWARDS] up your inside

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

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

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

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

To it may concern on this mother[BACKWARDS] test
I got the to clip ya through ya vest
Little with big 40's talkin' loud, actin' proud
Bloaw! Now ya chokin off a cloud
Rollin El's til your swells
Inhale deep sleep and me off them old ass Rock The Bells
You mother[BACKWARDS], you fruitcakes, you fakin
You [BACKWARDS] don't it, I'm burnin' up the wax
I'm a trailblazin, gun totin,
Black ass New York [BACKWARDS] choppin' a blade
Bullshinanigans, ass mannequins
Mother[BACKWARDS] frontin and I bet you ain't no again
Yeah I siad it and [BACKWARDS] sweat it
What? You catch a heat-seekin in ya gut

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

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

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

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

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