Luyện nghe bài hát N.T.

For though who really got sent
Flown on the edge, got the ledge out of the window
Bird witcha winderous fearaf?
Around you'll be hemps meat of a meal sack
Puny little bucks hit the jake
But that mean nothin' to the heart within
You cramped up you and your team, I'm up
And you can't dib me

My shine, the is on your mind?
Little weakling rappers better hit the
brothers ain't motivated, they can't do it
Not only did I it I ran through it
My comes on and we march at the dance
Inside of your mind or of my pants?
Musical intention that we is vast
You sick, drink a NyQuil, well, I'm on your

Oh well, then here comes the
Tips on some but you yap on your sellin' friends
Now your party is blown
Real is Kamal, I'm in completely zone
rap time for you, that means nap time
Preachin' from my joint, what the clap mine
songs of 6 pence it's intense
Surpise your at the end the sixth sense

hitters knockin' shit out the park
You couldn't even really tell me why did you start
Spittin' sharp blades laced bleach
You play around kid, I'm not a walk at the beach
A stroll in the or your playground
Put on your headphones, tell me how sound
Put on your and go underneath the town
Q-Tip abstract how I down

All my bitches, dance if you that you dam sure
Let drip on the dance floor if you wanna
Get
That, bust gats
Better let 'em in 'fore they rush that 'cuz they
Get

Blick, sick
Get
you can get off my and
Get
I'm on the hook get on your good foot
And blow up the for all of you 'cuz that's how we
Get

Comin' the brand new quickly we pan to
The young black man with to ban you
Seems that need an aid today
So fade away, so many fiend to stay
I rhyme 'cuz I feel I should say things
the fraudulent act raps just so they cop rings
Or maybe because when they was
They was fronted on and left alone to they own fun
Now they've all up to be
I'm you the rope will you tie up the lassos

You swing dangling from trees
While I sip my in the south west breeze
Writing so exciting the pen it
Drippin' out gems that's converted to hems and
People be it from now to they next to kin
My family is starvin', you know want me to win
Me forfeit, get off it
a check in my name to my office
Mutombo in the lane, yo I it
Abstract comin' through witness the

Hey yo, hey yo cut the beat off