Luyện nghe bài hát Thelonius

Ha, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, play at your own
Act like you bitch I'm on some grown shit
Ha, yeah, yeah, at your own risk
Act like you know I'm on some grown shit
It's the Thelonious, super
You know us, rap shit we 'bout to own it
You know it, Mini-Me's trying to clone us
I got a bonus for the that run up on us
I got a for your bitch that run up on us
the Thelonious, super microphonist

Uhh, no to sleep cause if you sleep you don't eat
Gotta hold heat, just to make ends
Niggas on the street while other niggas feast
Alright wit you it ain't wit me
Right, gotta money all my life
Gotta stay fucking bitches types
Yeah you know what I'm 'bout
Yup, turning these bitches out
em down also dick em out
Throw something whenever my dick's out
They me so they restructure and reroute
They know me from Washington to south
All the way to London to my Common house
Right, it's like a game we never out, out, out, out

Nigga no doubt, nigga get live or get the fuck out
Word up, just be about you about dog
what I'm saying, just play at your own risk
Act like you bitch I'm on some grown shit
It's the Thelonious, microphonist
You know us, this rap shit we to own it
You know it, cause you can feel it in your
Say it

I'm to let my mind float
(Com, say it)
Get your third eye
game, I assemble dope,
Ness, a nigga fresh as the 'fess
Studied rap shit, no need to mic test
You can feel it in your
B I, feel it in her breasts
Plus you, rhyme a nigga wit his nipples pierced
We lick off lyrics in the streets and real niggas us
Dreaming when I wrote this, box me if I go too
doing this shit like dude in wild style
Inviting niggas to dinner
I "Trick Daddy" emcees and I know, "Nann Nigga"
Who can take it I take it
You better going to God Mase did
crowds complacent
I move em above clouds on some surf and turf shit
Or style you can feel it in your body
Yeah y'all you can it in your body

Like if a 12 gauge shottie shell hit body
You want no one to find your ass a hobby
Carbon copy, trying to clone us
You know us, Thelonious, microphone
You know this, rap we 'bout to own it dun, for real

Hey, it's like a
You been invited let the mortal body the place
With the grace, nevertheless, I
Let the put a smile on your face
As for the ritual, when it to spiritual excellence
You know I leave you with the taste
I know you like it hard to the
That's you ask for, you aching for the best
Hurting a sore in that ass, like a ritual
Conversation with the most makes me wanna cry
I wonder why, you get to paradise
But that itty bitty part of you don't die
So pay attention to my word, cause the truth
ease the mind, and brings the youth
It's like a verse you could never read out of a
Dropping the in your mind like a fish hook
Word is birth, yo I do it till the of day
Pay attention to your art, never go
Word is

Yo we do it and we don't
Sucker nigga you don't want it, it's
Owning this rap shit, microphonist, and we known to spit
I spit fire Esther on Sanford and Son did
I'm raw dude, more than Sunkiss
You want this, so MJ kept the rhyme flawless
fly like MJ in his prime, "Off The Wall" wit mines
I'm grabbing my when I rhyme, nine nines busting plus
Ball all the time, now stay on your like great sex
You ain't on my mind I'm thinking 'bout
Niggas large like an Adex jacket
Yo the gods they bust latex sex packets
they don't rhyme and ball, they lyin' to y'all
They dyin' to ball, the rhyme we do all the
We do all the fine bitches they in lines
Me and my mans is like the Source Sports
We gettin money a long and y'all short
My bounce and full rise and y'alls fall
You funny doo, cause you think you can do me
When you a 500 that's really a 320
Should of let somebody hook it
Numbers crooked like King Kong shook it
I'm from niggas bang gats when they celebrate
That's how they play, let it be a holiday
Thelonious niggas, if you testing us we get you laid
Show you the definition of a pay