Luyện nghe bài hát Step By Step

This out
To all the big niggaz
And all them big head
You my steez-o

Yo, yo, yo, yo
Deadly melodic, robotic steez-o blur optic
So you can't see the topic, condition
Blaze bring the heat to your like Alonzo
honcho like Eastwood, gun in my Pancho
Another bad desperado, in between
The hills and the El Dorados, but you do that

Welcome to the wheel of fortune Pat don't Sajak
Bring it to these cats often, the biggest
Is when I men, to purgatory
Stick a pen, do 'em in, eight million
In the naked Mr. Method, runner
Blood on my track record, top gunner

You know it's sick now, just a little bit, aw
Can't quit now, hard as a brick, what's
Make 'em get down, head where I fit, grip
Hold this shit down, she don't know you school her
Step by step, inch by inch, by piece, bit by bit
Step by step, by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit

Check my extinction agenda, bender
No retreat, no surrender, trauma
Death before dishonor, and golden armor
Undetected stealth bomber, blow the
With conception, hit yo' section
my def squad connection, the green-eyed bandit
E up dammit, iron lung

Flow taste a knuckle sandwich, now you know
It's time that I advantage, take command yo
Cops me red-handed
on the dance floor
Or was it Jackson
Fuck it, for some action
Check my an see what's happening

You know sick now, just a little bit, aw shit
Can't quit now, hard as a brick, what's
Make 'em get down, head I fit, more grip
Hold this shit down, she don't you better school her
Step by step, inch by inch, by piece, bit by bit
Step by step, by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit

You it's sick now, just a little bit, aw shit
Can't now, hard as a brick, what's this
Make 'em get down, head where I fit, grip
Hold this shit down, she don't know you better her

she get her back blown
Jealous men don't and get clapped on
Now I'm
Automate and keep it goin', and exact
track like I'm Jesse Owens, catch 'em wit my rap slogan
Jack frost, leave 'em
flows and never lay text without my trojan

Hand writin', ass whippin', I keep
At any head-on collision, throw wit precision
And split decision, your old folk
And your children what I'm
Good times, and rhymes from the villain
Till I see you at the ooh-building

You know it's sick now, a little bit, aw shit
Can't quit now, as a brick, what's this
'em get down, head where I fit, more grip
Hold this shit down, she know you better school her
by step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit
Step by step, by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit
by step, inch by inch, piece by piece, bit by bit
Step by step, inch by inch, by piece, bit by bit

This one is dedicated to my big head
And all big head bitches
All them big bitches