Luyện nghe bài hát Shaolin What

I'm the bastard, the total package like Lex
Pull a sting like a yellow jacket makin'
Through the slums nigga, Lung, Ladies and Gentlemen
Welcome to my torture chamber pen and the
Foul play year be Judgement Day
Face millennium to pay
My soft from the star wars of han solo
South paw, ring your bell like Quasimodo, what is the law?
Stay hardcore, my clan logo, move too quick to catch a

Jettin' on like jet motto, now we Lord on the conduit?
These niggaz like they've been through it
As if the to the truest
I can't like Parker Lewis
Set in my
Got you corny niggaz who is Johnny Blaze
Get a late stinkin' ass sucker ass
Now you sufferin' like
While Johnny Cash, makin' on your moneybags

I'm strict lovin', stickin' hundreds in your ass
My bucket in the background
Holdin' me down, watching clowns
As eyeballin' all day in the mind
Gettin' y'all, put it on the sky fold
The night troll, rap infected, get the to disinfect it
You know me or my fuckin' method
the shit that made me tip
When I wrote a pitch, how many it?

Stapleton, the Wild Park Hill, poor pitch man
Now Borne jungle nils one game, hit me with
That shit be smokin'
Got cali niggaz loc'in, New niggaz open
John Hay phenomenon, the bomb
Transformed in a firearm like
You get stepped on and shit upon, I'ma calm
Knowin' brothers do me harm
whylen what punks

We got love for nigga who've love for us
Now go to room