Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Ring Tone M

Clap ya hands and to the beat,
the heat'll make you, clap ya hands and say
You go the one for the cash, two for the
(This is ring murder)
dog the place

My are like a bullet, blow your head right off
Hate on the trigger, pull it, give mouth a night off
Give your man a C-note to cut your mic off
The promoters need me, nigga, you just a

After that, hit the room, turn the lights off
Score on the broad, let her break my pipe off
I the word 'off' seven times in a rhyme
You dumb to think I got a limited mind

But before you start tweaking, critiquing, pressing
understand that your third eye's blind
You lack creativity why you don't sign
They calling me a genius, about time

I'm like the tattoos on mama's behind
I bounce up and down and at the end I'mma
And I will anybody that want it
I'm back on stop, it little homey, don't it?

Clap ya hands and to the beat,
Because the heat'll make you, ya hands and say
You go the one for the cash, two for the
(This is ring murder)
dog the place

It's obvious these clowns know who I am
Most who didn't get the message, nigga, the spam
Get your right, take your dick out your hand
No but you probably on the low-low, damn

They call Uncle L, I'm from the north of Queens
Now you looking at me like what does mean
It means I crush you and every coward in
For sounding like with them sweet sixteens

And I don't give a about who's old or young
From what I hear, the got room for everyone
Test Big Ellie, come and get your head
Which coffin you want, the blue or the red

I ain't gang banging, ain't the muthafuckin' point
The point is, I spark these niggas like joints
The point is you gon' pay me what you owe me points
Listen to the of revenge, it's my voice

ya hands and to the beat, y'all
Because the make you, clap ya hands and say
You go the one for the cash, two for the
(This is ring murder)
Let's dog the

Run talking 'bout I'm twice ya age
But I was rich at 17, you got some shit to
Rap game's a movie, niggas playing the role
But your game's too weak, you're forced to fold

All this hating and debating shit, made me
Ready to blast, separate ya body your soul
Conniving ass get dropped in a hole
niggas is shook like Pinky's ass on the pole

I'm the bridge over troubled water, pay my
I'm the to the game, you obey my code
I'm the center of the bomb, I'm the part explodes
You are not hip hop, nigga, go for Vogue

You are not a king nor prince, you just a
You ain't a G, you a hoe, you sweeter Rocky Road
Battle anybody, who it? Let me know
I just had another birthday, nigga, dough

Clap ya hands and to the beat,
Because the heat'll make you, clap ya and say
You go the one for the cash, two for the
(This is tone murder)
dog the place