Luyện nghe bài hát Nutsymtom

The cold funk has you sunk the mids pump
are those who erupt when we turn up
Right now we corrupt, the shades we don in the neon night
gonna feed on the mics and blast through a pipe
I gotta on the mics and blast through a pipe

I cool capability to toast and ill, yo my daddy told me
"Hey son, you must act chill", alien rough, my is tough
Here comes the bang of a hip-hop thang we bring and swing
Men from mars ain't ever gonna hang with Buddha's

Come to the stage we are attackin', space assassin live
And never slackin', a day on the way enter on SA
Amplified form another world far away, I got the of a gang
And I come from the side, here's the thang that I bring
And I to come live

While the masses passes upon fucking asses
And if you see get glasses that is a shot out
To the words of curt grub, the is not scrub
I said, "The man is the kind with the one that I brine shrimp"
We never ever do skimp I limp on a stage in a

Like dragon I puff on the stuff of a hum bolt cone
Then I'm stoned watch out, smoke the weed come from
Northern California, don't do no cocaine that come Columbia
That the thing that mash up your nature, up your body
And mash up culture

Take a tip from the the flipped script of Freddy
I give complete props to the one rocks steady
With dexterity and on and on and on
And turn out the shit like the one that's called
Pawn press, yes, it's on, what's up?

change it up, what's up with your mind, what's up