Luyện nghe bài hát Touch The Ceiling

Dig it, if you got the feeling, then jump and rip the up
Steady flowin rhymes, drop like that 'blue funk'
Niggaroe, westcoast kid, with the new
fake, I be real, so what you gonna do now?
Battle? I don't so, look, I got your noose tugged
Did ya, now there, daisy with your dukes up
Who's up next to watch me get loose, then necks
And who stink
Then go hang out like a
I'm the of the blow up
and watch me go up
Another level, let the bass
As the tunes up
My too rough
I'm too
I'm gifted, the crowd
I make em get up, I get down
the sound of the new kid gettin stupid
I know shit stinks, so I don't if you loop it
Oops, almost went pop, now drama like deserves a grammy
It's the (bonafied for your fanny)

So groove to the funk for your fanny
And if you got the
and touch the ceiling
Move to the bonafied funk for your
And if you got the
and touch the ceiling

Well, the king of the back, blew up like a well
Got a leash and I go in and out of like your bell-
Bottoms, say shit that's real like I'm over midgets
Pitch, then make my mic throw a strike like a
Not really into baseball, but I'm an
act a fool
Breakin rappers like a
I'm cool, mostly
Kick it my people
But if I go
You can and do the same
Thing, I sing
La-la, if you got swing
me, get wreck
I make you bounce a check
Mic-check, 1-2
and watch me run through
A real easy, but that's only if I want to
Murder if I want it, stand and watch me this shit
I'm like the mafia, I keep on makin
I know way is up
And won't
Till I hit rock
That's the
But for now the roof
Then to the
Bonafied funk for fanny

So groove to the funk for your fanny
And if you got the
and touch the ceiling
Move to the bonafied funk for fanny
And if you got the
and touch the ceiling

Break it down,

Well, I'm not a baby, but I got another verse left to out
King of the hill, em down when they get up
Westcoast kid, got the goods, and can get - ehm
Busy on the mic this
So pump your
And never hit the ff on my cassette
Just sit
Dn't give me no props I'm done
Your mouth's open cause you're hopin
That you might be able to be
Mates with the niggaroe
I'm just down the king, and you're not it
for your gift, but I already shot it
I wreck shop real hip-hop, so at last it's
with the (bonafied funk) for your asses
So to the
funk for your fanny

So groove to the funk for your fanny
And if you got the
Jump and the ceiling
Move to the funk for your fanny
And if you got the
Jump and touch the

So groove to the funk for your fanny
And if you got the
Jump and the ceiling
Move to the bonafied funk for fanny
And if you got the
Jump and the ceiling

Groove to the bonafied funk for your
And if you got the
Jump and touch the
Do the freak to the bonafied funk for your