Luyện nghe bài hát Betta Off Dead

Onyxxx.......
They to poison the fetus
We gonna check it out like
All
The high
Yo
My fucking name is fredro starr
You what I'm saying?
I'm up here with my man sonee the money the fucking greasiest
And my mother nigga sticky the fucking fingaz
You what I'm saying?
Yo
Step to your mother business nigga...word up

1:
I'm not the type to be
But all my doubters
It ain't a bastard
my hazard
Niggaz get
Soon as I what I got in store for the new order
Who it?
We got what looking for
you gonna do now, money
Cause the sonee
Seeds of mister droppin like a blister
I get downright deprived on niggaz
We rob z's
Gimme all these, niggaz
Puss!
Whats the matter? I
Bum rush you better
And assult and
Like a I shot shit
The figure
Word to
Rippin the
Will make you back up from them

up the press
Heres comes the
Worship the
Or die like the
You have the right to remain

Anything you say can and be use against you to kill!
I'm a
like a viking
A knight in armor
Jumping for the
The rhymer
like nirvana
The end of your world is just
Theres no in my inning
The things cannot effect the living
So I into the wind
Of the bad weather
I'm lost in the desert, but the blows me on
talk to a stranger
Everybodys in grave
Me and my just shot ya anger!
dat...ya better off dead!

Considered less than a god, but more a man
I can knock down a mule conan the barbarian
With my mental powers and my sense
That can raise a dead crowd into a audience
(so get the out the way)
Ooh, and get ass cut
Cause if you go to jail they probably make a out ya butt
(no doubt)
Heres the clip witches know a black stone
Its a matter that shatter your track
to get to life
I'm
Niggaz get up precise
Cut up
And fucked up real
We made up mean
And die the lakers
jack was mackin backwards
With the front in black got
from the desert-(queens)
Where is desperate
So I'm takin mines from the to the exit
(get a life)
Fuck dat ya off dead!
(get a life)
Fuck dat ya off dead!

3:

Cover me, I'm in
em in take em out
The time when niggaz seem to always fight and lose a
Its too late to pray I'm one way tickets to hell
No one tell is what you niggaz yell
wah!
Thats the sound of bitch ass hurtin
Black attackin back-i'm still hurtin
come on come on well...

So all let up on the
That I'm a nigga that can just beat your mother ass
To hurt your
your shit is trash
Too many people me
Cause they're not
my coalition
Its a derby
Through all that spit you
And make the mic like saliva
Yick! you need to

I'm of my time
In my
One of a
And out of my mind!
And ain't nothin in world free so me i'ma kick a pay style
I don't got no smile I was abused as a
My gave birth to a crazy ass wilder
Bust out her with a mother fuckin gun
Started slang
Even joined a
The suicide
I sold to the bums
I was the hand to hand man pullin in
Then I started
Robbin and
If not for killing I'm known as a villain
If you want I'm ready and willing
And get up in your mouth like a fucking filling

Fuck dat we betta off
Please somebody me before I put two in my own head...