Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Smith

Uh Mr. Smith, Mr Smith, Mr
Uh Mr Smith, it's the bomb y'knowhutI'msayin? Mr.
Mr Smith, word up kid, yeah Mr Smith, it out

I'm to the top leavin' smoke in my trail
Bitch ass gangstas put that ass on
And if I'm twice as expensive as the rest
I go for dolo you ain't checkin' for nothin' less
My strategy is splittin' cavity's
It's ya majesty bringin' you a
Yeah, on the butcher block slice her a ox
When it's time to get down, nigga I jam like a
I bust through all types of red tape and sue
Niggas old but they always wanna infiltrate
I'm cuttin' snakes through the belly icepick
And scoopin' hotties, a aisle of flip trips
It's the rebirth of murkin' niggas once
I with ink and put your blood in my pen
I'm breakin ribs til gives
A nigga got to live and Mr Smith is god, kid

Mr you got the shit sewed up
ya thang baby, show 'em how to blow up

Mr Smith you got the shit up
Work ya thang baby, 'em how to blow up

Mr Smith you got the sewed up
Work ya thang baby, show 'em how to up

What? You wanna do what? You the vitality
Originality, so reality
I'm on ole wild shit, ya niggas can't get with
Matter of fact, yawn and suck a dick
Nah hold up, the fuck is on?
All these character MC's gettin' airborne
takin' off a hot air balloon
goin' up up up, oh no
Bring your down to ground zero
grippin ya grill like Pesci and DeNiro
I'm on some shit, is gettin' shit
New Jacks and kick 'em in the fire bit
Tell them ole Jap niggas need to go and stick it
Cos when it comes to this rap shit I'm mad
The grand sire bringin' to the whole game
Mr Smith is my name

Mr you got the shit sewed up
Work ya thang baby, 'em how to blow up

Mr Smith (I was a mack birth)
bout Mr Smith (I invented the taadow!) Uh
talkin' Mr Smith
talkin' Mr Smith
bout

Time's up, your up, mix the lines up
I'm about to blow the spot up that divine touch
I got the magnetic energetic lyrical
Ya better call a cos ya look pathetic
Guan boy the champion Mr Smith
Your niggas couldn't raise up with a
the hammer, peep out the grammar
It's hard like Bacardi and hot like a house
All your so-called flavor niggas is
Your next step is ya headed so don't forget it
rhymes is beat, your steelo's scarred to scrape
When you scream you sound like a bled teeth
I open like f-lay, 'tack you when I spray
Lethal around your way
I'm the maniacal murderous Mr James
Rippin' ya ass out the frame with my gift

Mr you got the shit sewed up
Work ya thang baby, show 'em how to up