Luyện nghe bài hát Pray to Da East

Pray to the east, to the east...

I got my man in the
One of the mc's in the world
inspector percee p
Kick some for 94, baby

Pray to the east, to the east
Before you fuck around, nigga, pray to the ( 2x )

[ p ]
Your lack while I'm still strapped
With real raps, and feel that I kill wack
Niggas that caps and that ill crap
threat than you with your tec when I rip the set
Niggas get smoked a cigarette, so hit the deck
ya chin, nigga, ho-chi-min when I rock my shit
When it to props I get lots of it
I can get madonna, money, your are minor
And bet you find your girl a wet pijama
Drippin my cassette behind her
Got more trail than your hand's sellin
Fans scalin, jam railin like it's van
Skills scored on billboards, I kill frauds
Get real applausesteal hearts at will force
Hate a mark, lay a squad, and pray to god
Don't say a hard verse worse than a of lard
Percee p for first degree
Murder, since you heard it from me, you worshipped me
Fuckin threat, you heard yet
No need for tecs, but rappers to duck in fret or upper-jet
Mastered art, yo, when I flow something starts
Speed up a bastard's heart, like jurassic park
I cut you up like a machete blade
Swear to god, card you can pull if it's medicaid
Done with all gun shit, fuck who you run with, son split
The thing you shoot is your dick, and it comes quick

[ fresh wes ]
I'm a bat outta hell tonight, niggas compell to bite
I swell the mic when I like, fatter than
I injure of engineers, sendin em into cheers
Bringin my into tears, don't interfere
Critics know I pack a wicked
I put you in a clinic, so forget it like bowe
Nigga, go to hell, I flow so
another brother or mother or hoe to tell
Or a bro to jeal', how's my jam gonna very well
I send you because you bring the wack
I'm into rap, I interact empty tracks
in, wack muthafuckas are blockin
The top 10 while the black radio spin
The vibe, the modified
I the harder side, jeffrey dahmer tried, but died
More words than a hour of scrabble, I got the power to
Skadaddle or get devoured like the of babel
are snotty, some compare me to gotti
I a body, then carry a shotie
The maestro rips the shit
Brain like a microchip, and excite you with
The rhythm, sendin mad crews to prison
Who choose to while I use my u-4 missiles
Collectin the pesos from a show
Gettin from a h-o (why) because I say so
My ratio as I wreck lands
Makin def like redman and x clan
I'ma nail the from australia to somalia
Cause I'm smooth, just like a
I damage em all, bitches me casual calls
I'm slammin and jammin and rammin they vaginal
are fat over funky tracks
Like perce verse could make your lung collapse
I'm extra-nice, who's next to
Before you to mics, nigga, check with christ
You

Pray to the east, to the east
Before you fuck around pray to the east...