Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Ring Tone M

Clap ya hands and to the beat,
Because the make you, clap ya hands and say
You go the one for the cash, two for the
(This is ring murder)
Let's dog the

My bars are like a bullet, blow head right off
Hate on the trigger, it, give your mouth a night off
your sound man a C-note to cut your mic off
The promoters need me, nigga, you a write-off

After that, hit the dress room, the lights off
Score on the fourth broad, let her my pipe off
I the word 'off' seven times in a rhyme
You dumb enough to think I got a mind

But before you start tweaking, critiquing, pressing
Einstein understand your third eye's blind
You lack creativity that's why you don't
calling me a genius, it's about time

I'm like the tattoos on your behind
I bounce up and and at the end I'mma sign
And I will humiliate anybody that it
I'm back on stop, it hurts homey, don't it?

ya hands and to the beat, y'all
Because the heat'll make you, clap ya and say
You go the one for the cash, two for the
(This is ring murder)
Let's dog the

obvious these clowns don't know who I am
Most who didn't get the message, nigga, the spam
Get your facts right, take your out your hand
No homo but you probably on the low-low,

They call Uncle L, I'm the north side of Queens
Now you looking at me like what does mean
It I crush you and every coward in between
For sounding like girls with sweet sixteens

And I don't give a fuck about who's old or
From what I hear, the graveyard got room for
Test Big Ellie, come and get your sprung
coffin you want, the blue or the red one?

I gang banging, that ain't the muthafuckin' point
The is, I spark these niggas like dust joints
The is you gon' pay me what you owe me plus points
Listen to the of revenge, it's my voice

ya hands and to the beat, y'all
Because the heat'll you, clap ya hands and say
You go the one for the cash, two for the
(This is tone murder)
dog the place

Run around talking I'm twice ya age
But I was at 17, you got some shit to explain
Rap game's like a movie, niggas playing the
But poker game's too weak, you're forced to fold

All this hating and shit, made me cold
Ready to blast, separate ya body from your
ass cowards get dropped in a hole
These niggas is shook like ass on the pole

I'm the over troubled water, pay my toll
I'm the rules to the game, you obey my
I'm the center of the bomb, I'm the that explodes
You are not hip hop, nigga, go write for

You are not a nor prince, you just a toad
You ain't a G, you a hoe, you sweeter than Road
anybody, who want it? Let me know
I had another birthday, nigga, more dough

ya hands and to the beat, y'all
Because the heat'll make you, ya hands and say
You go the one for the cash, two for the
(This is tone murder)
Let's dog the