Luyện nghe bài hát Ready to Rock Rough Rhymes

Aight, 1-2 yeah yeah (yeah son)
On the mic one (no diggedy)
For your mind
Ready to rock rough rhymes
We're gonna set it off one
to rock rough rhymes
Here we go, yeah
(Yo p, yo d why them bitches be on dick, let em know son)

Cos I does a little dance, make a love
I get the fuck tonight
Yo I'm lethal like injections, teachin lessons
I fry that ass up like I'm
So come and I don't slip (why? )
Cos if you slip I that ass just like a ship
I got the mic in my grip, the is on my hip
Just in niggas wanna flip
I see my niggas in sight, everything all
Comin out of crown heights
Ain't no chips on my shoulder, strictly
My shit be on point a soldier
the evil that men do, who we do?
I do you and your whole fuckin
Click, the gun is on cock, niggas need to
I wet that ass up a mop

lord, yeah just to follow my man on the verse
It's the c-dogg yeah time to call a
So back up off the mic and let me thru your woofer
I got rough but I'm a get rougher
the quart drinker so turn up the level
I to get raw plus wicked like the devil
It's the no-hold-barred, shit is
I got the eye to the l
And I don't be no or no beginner
I badder than a motherfuckin sinner

Ready to rock rough

Ready to rock rough

to rock rough rhymes

Ready to rough rhymes

Ready to rough rhymes

Ready to rock rhymes

Ready to rock rough

Ready to rough rhymes

Ready to rough rhymes
the c-dogg back with 12 new rides
Wit the ill all-out tight shit for head
It's the man that'll make rhymes proper dead
So get ready, always on my worst
Up in the booth breakin mad flavors
So up off the mic and let me show my skill
It's the scheme, niggas got to chill
Peace to my nigga dl wit the
And peace to all my niggas on union
And to ya fake ass niggas keep on
A dl year, the e is talkin

Oh yeah, bringin up the rear and we don't (never that nigga)
comin mad thick and we're on the hunt
So why you wanna test and end up in a
I'm comin mad wilder than the
I leave you sooped like a sale, I never
I boost a up like the third rail
Fake endangered like a species
Your stinks like motherfuckin faces
I'm chillin and in the maxin
Your style is like a fraction
Yo I'm out to get mine (get nigga)

Ready to rough rhymes

Well lemme and get a little bit, son I'm feelin it, it's the bubbly
Niggas know the deal I got the steel in case the
Got more coupe-rs than isuzu, kid I you
Abuse you, my sewer style will you
I got the touch so spark the Dutch
I'm guaranteed to rip and your microphone, now touch and plus
We kick that ass back up off like a lear
See ya and too bad I wanna be ya
the deal when I see ya, nigga chalk it up
Cos if a nigga he got the flow, I sop it up
So now get up so you can the rest of this
Yo boogie banger show them why we be the at this

Yo, yo niggas bust this, a do justice like day
We're walkin the street, we're watchin bitches like slay
Niggas rave and rant but get it, dig it
Shit is on lock and motherfuckers can't it
I'm runnin with fools with more jewels than blassy
My rap drivin niggas like a taxi
Perhaps we leave ya layin on ya back
I'm richer than richie rich and quicker with the gat,
For the cash I ya head to make ya stutter
Then I hit you with the toast for fuckin with and butter, cousin
Nigga a-hah, laugh then the tracy
The limit's the sky, I'm high like aces
But doper, my styles is fat al roker
Chiggity choke a nigga to sleep, I know ya
blow your mind, fuck the beef and fuck the swine
I'm

Ready to rock rhymes

Son, ha, diggy das, das, diggy das
Solid scheme, word son (shit come thick)