Luyện nghe bài hát Tear It Off

Yo man
This is
(?)
[Method
And

Slap it
[Method
Way out of

Roll in a
Man]
Fo' we gun

Yo, flipmode,
Toiletbowls
Doc come drop a shitload
Grip
Mushrooms, those
pistol
Whip
I O's
Money, Roll, I stick a zip
Tiptoed, before Doc row
Thirsty, snippin' out a pig
My Benz too, with wings and
My flows is North Pole
My hands got area's that fits
Doc, fixin' hoes in
My let 'em walk with ripped clothes
Shows, Niggas 6 rolls
losin' 'em
His won't get pulse
you bags off a 10 percent doze
(?), I hum and shit cold

Yo, yo the roof off
Yo, yo the roof off
Back off, make me shoot why'all
You want to fuck with us
You

Man]
I get scanned, rip
With stick style
Pistol, lick
Get off my now
Kick crowd, hot

Timid, to get in it
dogs is rock rowd
Unchained, untained, you know my
Act strange, pack
not a game
The ill flows, that kills
You can yo
Kickin' in you do', a steel
Go for real
Why'all gon I spit germs
you come shot on Big Worm
You gets
Punks don't get turned, get done
And get sun, get some
The last victim lye in a
Now who to fuck with Hot Nick
Niggas gum with they ass and pop shit
Me and Doc get,

Up all the
I'm
Go make your Wu imposters

You try to O.K
Doc and Meth Tical
Barsaloon without weapons out
like Belly on Kevin ?Lous?
On yard to score, only second
Hoes play wifey, want to down
Try to cash, bitch better bounce
Boyfriend jumpin', shut 'em down
Pound to loud, bout 7 miles
Doc, dirty Jersey, 'em down
Uncut rhymes, won't even fit foul
man out the bunch, pick 'em out
Drunk with a gun, miss you hit the
Snitches, someone kiss to stitch you
Wilder then rhinos or liquor
Mrs. how Mary-Ann, 'em out
Ginger watch the gun and skip a mouth
the ruckas and love to dish it out
3 watched MC's, wristin' out
Get whole camp put on the missile foul
Pushin' 12 out, digital

[Method
We ice
Men of mice, ain't nothing

Fuck you
Man]
Your thight is to light to
We move right, on fright
When Niggas
We bust pipe, that suck thight
We all right, you all hype and right
In the Source, with mic, you half liked
And half dead, on glass bed
(?), red, the hashhead
somethin', earn somethin' and learn somethin'
Take my turn
Def Jam heard nothin', yet
Suspect,
Buck 'em down or you get
leave home without my musket
Thrust this, out for justice,
And caught on Day,
why'all proud
Take MC's to if they start blawn
Ashes to ashes, they all fall
Master be basket with hazardous
Send my automatic full rap metal
Blasted in plastic your brain on the
All you kids ask and visa versa

Come on, yo tear the off
Nigga, yo tear the off
Back off, don't me shoot why'all
You don't want to with us
You
Huh
Yo, You don't to fuck with us
You
Yo, You don't to fuck with us
You