Luyện nghe bài hát Straight Loonie

Testin', one, two, three, whoa, I flow rhymes
And some to keep me uplifted
It to my braincells like from smoke
I'm no joke, I an old man croak because I'm loc'

I'm wild, psychosomatic, I got
Stored in my attic, for any bastard
It's all in the mind, the E drops a rhyme
My freakin' frame is like a of Calvin Klein's

I flows through Customs and get sniffed out
I stole somethin' when I'm bustin'
I'm Don of mic with this
I on, to the breaker one-nine ya dig, yeah

Erick got funk for days, for those who wanna
me in the back, like the O'Jays
Can't get nuts on the real
It's gonna be a cold day in before the E drops the steel

I still rock My Adidas
With Run-D.M.C. and Jay, my packin' heaters
So get off, get off and if you want the real
On the E Double, check the

I my eyes burnt like cherry
Get wise to my more fly than Halle Berry
I don't know so I'm bye-bye
Until try

Def Squad, is in the house, yo
Beret, is in the house, yo
L.O.D., is in the house, yo
Murray, is in the house, yo

And Jesus is a fuckin' puppeteer, the cut my
Sights off and I'm runnin' wild in atmosphere
For mad niggaz it's
I'm losin' my in this biological universe

In my dreams, be gettin' away, drivin' a hearse
So when I get to hell, I'm stabbin' up the devil
And leavin' the skull decapitate his ass, catchin'
Rip off his and shit down his fuckin' neck, bitch

From the little voice in my
I might just leave a unconscious
And Y, is a crooked letter like my
A psychic couldn't the science of my mind
man gets the wealth and y'all can all eat shit and die
'Cause I'ma gets mines,

coast, is in the house, yo
coast, is in the house, yo
N.Y.C., is in the house, yo
Jamal, is in the house, yo

Biddi-bla-ba-ba-ba, how ya like the now?
I'ma down to represent the juveniles
I kick styles that niggaz fuck with
'Cause when I down, I cold wreck the whole shit

Now who the fuck wanna see Jamal, I 'em all
And any nigga that step up, he's to fall
Now I come to be the illest, the realest
Any nigga that step up, I'm ready to his

Cap, sit back relax and dwell on the
'Cause I be the illest kid, I'm ready to rip
Any motherfucker that step nigga
I'll let you where the weapon is kept, how the fuck you figure

That you can fuck with me, I be the B.G.
Bustin' from Philly, chillin' up in
Sally from the Valley, fucked me and she me
So you know I got the illest and I my props B

Fo sho' I'm to rip any MC that step
And let them know where the weapon is
You punk and I hit a switch
Any motherfucker step, I him in the ditch, trick