Luyện nghe bài hát N.T.

For though who really got sent
Flown on the edge, got the ledge out of the window
Bird chest witcha winderous
Around you'll be meat inside of a meal sack
Puny bucks better hit the jake
But that doesn't nothin' to the heart within
You cramped up you and team, I'm amped up
And you can't dib me

My shine, what the is on your
Little rappers better hit the grind
Other brothers ain't motivated, they do it
Not only did I penetrate it I ran it
My music comes on and we at the dance
Inside of your or inside of my pants?
Musical intention that we have is
You sick, drink a NyQuil, well, I'm on your

Oh well, then here the gelatin
on some sugars but you yap on your sellin' friends
Now party is completely blown
Real name is Kamal, I'm in completely
It's rap for you, that means nap time
Preachin' from my joint, what the I'ma clap
Singin of 6 pence it's intense
Surpise your at the end like the sense

Heavy hitters knockin' out the park
You couldn't even play tell me why did you start
Spittin' sharp laced with bleach
You wanna play kid, I'm not a walk at the beach
A stroll in the park or playground
Put on your headphones, me how grenades sound
Put on walkmase and go underneath the town
Q-Tip how I gets down

All my bitches, dance if you that you dam sure
Let your drip on the dance if you wanna
Get
That, that gats
Better let 'em in 'fore they rush that 'cuz they
Get

Blick, piano
Get
you can get off my and
Get
I'm on the hook get on your good foot
And blow up the for all of you 'cuz that's how we
Get

Comin' the brand new quickly we pan to
The young black man with to ban you
Seems that need an aid today
So many fade away, so many fiend to
I rhyme 'cuz I feel I should say things
While the fraudulent act raps just so cop rings
Or maybe because when was young
They was fronted on and left alone to have own fun
Now they've all up to be
I'm giving you the rope will you tie up the

You swing dangling from peach
While I sip my Daqaris in the west breeze
Writing so the pen it keeps
Drippin' out that's converted to hems and then
People be hummin' it from now to they to kin
My is starvin', you know they want me to win
Me forfeit, get off it
Send a check in my to my office
Mutombo in the lane, yo I it
Abstract comin' witness the bull

Hey yo, hey yo engineer cut the off