Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Ring Tone M

Clap ya 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 ring murder)
dog the place

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

After that, hit the dress room, turn the off
on the fourth broad, let her break my pipe off
I used the 'off' seven times in a rhyme
You dumb enough to I got a limited mind

But you start tweaking, critiquing, pressing rewind
understand that your third eye's blind
You lack creativity that's why you sign
calling me a genius, it's about time

I'm like the tattoos on mama's behind
I up and down and at the end I'mma sign
And I will anybody that want it
I'm back on stop, it little homey, don't it?

Clap ya and to the beat, y'all
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

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

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

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

I gang banging, that ain't the muthafuckin' point
The point is, I spark 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 make you, clap ya and say
You go the one for the cash, two for the
(This is ring murder)
dog the place

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

All hating and debating shit, made me cold
Ready to blast, separate ya body from soul
Conniving ass cowards get in a hole
These niggas is shook Pinky's ass on the pole

I'm the bridge troubled water, pay my toll
I'm the to the game, you obey my code
I'm the center of the bomb, I'm the part explodes
You are not hip hop, nigga, go for Vogue

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

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