Luyện nghe bài hát Boom Get Chopped

I'm of it
Me to
playin'
This is for the
Tan shade man the braid's
Stop playin' me
I'm of it
punk wanna be
Flip on this nine clip

one: {yella boy}

Now you this not some sunburst drink's
I'm so then the def. comedy jam
that clip, now clip up like I'm firm
I'm a duper rap rapper
Steady makin'
Hand's clapper, my chopper got'cha
I'm on the first emergency
Bury me, mister I'm sick, I'm for joy
But quickly, in my disguise to the j-o-b
Ya see, I'm back on track, can ya get with
No, you's a hoe, a hoe mystikal!
I pack ya up there's nothin' to be
Down like a street, steady re-loadin' my
Like a brass knuckle, and my I mean shoes
I mentally retaliate, ya think ya
You not bounce, you not gonna bow
Hoe you on my dick, but umm
I the way you scream yelllla!
'cause, you be sweatin' so hard you need or four towels
I tried to shoot you in yo head, I wanted to see
Bloody bread, in the crowd said
Girl, boy dead fuck him!
He was a anyway
You never play it off hoe, you was really gay
'cause you could break yo self but you can't me
'cause I'm a fuckin' lyricst with u.n.l.v.
With the flow umm, flower, you what
>from the floor up, with the rapper
I'm the dirty rap master, I'm to chop ya!
With my knock you out style, I practice
Like gymnastics', I'm a fantastic static
I'm out the attic, the all black jacket
Bringin' much racket, snatch ya
Worse then that there I say
Hoe playin' with me!

We here him in his track's
Show him that I'm
Boom, get chopped!
We here to stop him in his
Got to get my motherfuckin'
get chopped!

Verse two: { ya}

How could fuck with
dollar nigga's how ya figure?
It's all good for you to stroll my hood
V.l. throw suspicious at yo shit and
If they had k's they spray and you
Dead as a bitch! what type of want's
To walk around here in
What happened to the chuck's, levi's and the
blade in my pocket, when I see ya I'm a cut yo hair
No matter where, ugly you don't want to see
The y-a get into yo shit nigga dick sucker!
Whoa flippin' motherfucker michael jackson
You read for go suck a dick nigga
Reach the whole third hit that ass
me and you in a two man cell
You nigga's draw's takin' my
Dick on the wall now mystikal you bitch you
Remember when you said you gonna bow
You the "u"

Third verse:

Criminal you been defined
As the fakest motherfucker in the down area
I your goin' through a phaze
What made ya, turn around and shit
Your rhymes and you personally fit
Now wait a minute, remember that
You got on train
You got the chance, and didn't even man
You faked the funk, actin' like a punk
Check it out, they thought you was us
The siked up
Turned around, had a fuckin' glitter
Now, can you tell me the nigga here
Was of?
I'm here to you in yo track's
The you do, be wack I'm fat
Shit's spittin' I done all ready
me that the nation wide
But you know, I know,
You don't the whole nation to know
You's a hoe! fuck the treaty
You this, where's my all black clothes and
My all black beanie, I play it pinnately
ya gutless, leavin' ya buttless
We put together the bomb
Half this shit you touch this,
You best's to stick to around
Have the area first down, 'cause I'm the and
You the clown, now wipe the sweet my neck
you ain't nothin' but a bitch