Luyện nghe bài hát Xplosion

Hello lord, it's me again, I just wanna to love the whole globe
And all her now don't that make ya mind move
Like smoke patterns, me on my way to Saturn wit a
Numb be it view, or Shawty
I figure before the gun blast, they know who gone win
Now that make us all fools
Like class clowns praying Private comes round
travels at one thousand, one thirty, feet per second
Niggaz in the they want it hurry
When niggaz start biting that's 3000 starts to worry
A little from the college of wizard Ray Murray
Answer do you know what desire is? "Huh?"
not that's why you get what you got
Now answer this do you know what is? "Yeah"
The body of hot, the of pots
Snot, spit, are characteristics of release
Ask niece or nephew, you think we left you
What the future holds in its palms
Thank I'm finna vom? Ya move ya mean it she'll cum
Prom night might excite a down fight like
White blood to the common cold rebel
Night jealous of day play is no longer
The gets stronger than Ammonia sticks inhale

We just be amazed
Even if you pull the pin from your hand
We just be amazed
Even if you pull the pin from your hand
We just can't be
Even if you pull the pin from your grenade
And we home-made bombs
Finna blow right up in face

Look at the way you look at me I see it on face
All your hate but you still hesitate
Cause you want inside of my but don't know how
To brainwash me to be a commercial
Fuck I see the way you were,
see the way you smirk I'm catching you you work
God only knows all the trouble grows
Deep beneath my soul dealing you assholes
Can I blast who point the finger at me
Who and talk shit so freely
Fuck XXL you're a size too
I should hire so we can kill you all
Whether you live to talk about the Real
Then kiss my ass in person how much you the Hill
I'm the comin to blaze the grass
Outlaw due to my life come to pass
Dre, pass me the of wine
So I can pour it over my grave and mine
For all who fallen and answered when God was calling
Jump into my and get all in
I'm the bomb, in your car why you frozen
Pop the tape in the xplosion
The world is mine, the world is yours, the is ours
The world is lost, the world is

We just be amazed
if you pull the pin from your hand grenade
And we some bombs
blow right up in your face

With a one-two punch, B-Real and Andre dropped verses
homeboy Daddy Fat Sax playin clean-up so it worsens
People and persons on the teams oh, yes its curtains
No burpin' oh just lyrically twerking
a statement, when you freestyle
and mind is in a free state
Is kinda hard to execute you ain't feeling it that day
the gun and rushing your flow
Babbling on the mikie like auctioneer, got the ears
Fucked up hear, Atlanta, Georgia where y'all at?
OutKast this South to death the Dungeon Family Camp
Got this thang lit like stamps and battery end caps
Making music that make your neck hurt
And the beats that bother back in my Cadillac
Six woofers and four amps, lo pro vogues on
With the carriage diamond tucked velour pistol in my lap
Come in peace but xplode like booty traps