Luyện nghe bài hát Some Shit

Yo, the fact I'm down wit def squad's hard to determine
you see me hoppin out the coupe wit e sermon
Or out the keith murray suburban
Or hoppin out the lex wit redman, wildin and cursin
My thought process is like the lochness
My mindset is complex
Killin shit like a carniverous millitant prehistoric
to stomp all over you hip-hop conference
Landed in an flying object
Turn you into an frying carcus
The smell of raw flesh make you
Acidest arsonist, burnin your to carbon and phosphorus
My metaphors sting after haircuts when
The is applied to the raw skin
So whoever wanna get blasted
Get your teeth shattered, shitted on like pampers
You had a bad bitch, I left the back
I stuck my dick in everything from asshole to the passage
Dug her out all day, changed my sperm dna
Now she got nobody to
I been spittin raw, the fuck you think I'm livin for
Throw me in jail, do a prison tour
For wannabe hard niggaz, niggaz
Wit they to big for they neck to support niggaz
in the squad plus me equal four members
An extra addition for any force mission
Man

sermon]
Ain't these niggaz on some
murray, canibus ain't no stoppin it uhh

[keith
Let me a brief description of what happened
I was rappin, got the scrappin, guns got the clappin
Three-fifty-seven degrees I was
Have bullets metal, bodies decapitated
Gush! a nigga got as I look
I caught the next guy by wit the metal hook
Blew his back open, blood on my face
A bitch fainted 'cause she I enjoyed the taste
The case is that I split melon
And feed it to the jigga-boos wit chicken wings
I'm for long island, I turned and took charles ferguson
And open fire on any now
You may never know in your shadow
You punk ass just best stay shallow
And hollow, if you wanna live to see
ain't no sun comin out tomorrow
Yo, I might do something y'all niggaz might like
Blast you in your face and your vest
I'm pissin and dissin off of recognition and niggaz to
to let you pussies know how I'm livin
'cause I return the jedi, wit my dead eye
Leave niggaz to die, to niggaz up in bed-stuy
Oh-ah, this that type of that make them niggaz wanna wet it
up, got me ready to set it

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Seems I wit aggression
To any bitch who think they nice in this
What? what you think wrecking?
I your stlye down to little fragments
The pain is permanent, so spare the embarassment
'cross the face
Followed by knife wounds to the chest for you to retaliate
I noticed all you flows is based around clothes
But deja vu got for you stankin hoes
Studio gangsta bitches I diminish of bringin beef
the thought even finishes
I wanna see red, from a chicken head
'for I wild the fuck out the grateful dead
wild style must run in my genes
Because my sister's in the
And my brother came home from green
I strike like the black widow, through the underground
Kiddo and stack dirty ditto