Luyện nghe bài hát Rugged Neva Smooth

(4x)
It's the Mash Out
Rugged smooth
M fuckin O fuckin P on the

[ Lil' ]
The M.O.P.'s about to run this you shun this
I'm leavin rappers the dumbness
Because I got no feelings, I done
Takin you propers, we comin
And now we gotta (take money)
Yeah, you right
Lil' Fame's removin like terpentine
Droppin shit that MC's couldn't search and find
Not if you was a golddigger
I'm a bad - nah! let me
Yo Bill, me down, nigga

[ Billy ]
M O fuckin P keep it rugged
Herbs can't it, and a real nigga got to love it
Ain't changed, it's Billy and Lil' Fame
Still bustin your
Yeah! doin the thang
team keepin it phat
How about some
(Yeah! we like it raw) here is of that
be amazed if you're left in a daze
M.O.P. is in the place, so you chumps best

[ Fame ]
I'm ready and all for you that wanna get it on
Cause when we get it on, only is gettin torn
up and down, that was for all em niggas
With gang truce, or whatever the fuck you call em, nigga
Rappers, I rip em in half, they get with math
Or the ruggedness be bumpin on the ave
So get the out, I put your glass out
the trash out, niggaz fuck with us, you catch a mash out
They can't fuck with that that we be droppin on it
Hardcore, got mama hippin and hoppin on it
And a nigga make a record
Bitches be like: Mystic, they get this dick and go naked
Billy Danze pass the smoke and I gonna smoke till I choke
I'ma till I croak
I call niggaz when I puff the lala
Then I put niggaz to like boom bye bye
When I snap I get busy, kid? (no doubt)
When I rap do I get busy, (no doubt)
Is M.O.P. knockin out? (no doubt)
Is it (yeah!) so what the fuck them niggaz talk about?
have me jack or disrespect sumthin
The M.O.P. a nigga wanna wreck sumthin
Because we show em and prove the M.O.P. is the move
We it rugged neva smooth

[ Danzenie ]
Aiyo! let's it to they ass kid!
Nah - while we came
We're international, niggaz the name
I'm Danze (plow!) I'm mad loud (plow!)
I represent the 1-5-4 5
It's M.O.P., and you know we stay
So when you bustin, motherfucker, we'll be back
I gotta hip if you wish, cause I'm swift
I'm bugged, you can a slug from my Smith
I put herbs out of myseries
And a lotta niggaz in hip hop with props get with me
I had my name ever I was a little kid
For all the ill Hill I done did
I've been down for years and to come
The nigga that you're ain't the motherfuckin one
Now if you're real, motherfuckers, please
(Clack clack! salute!) clack clack! salute, Mr. Billy Danze
I realize, real guys will take a look at our size
But there's more than what meets eyes
From through motherfuckin Sunday
M.O.P. will be that motherfuckin gunplay