Luyện nghe bài hát No Static At All

No at all

Beef not to waste one
'Cause don't feed the bass drum
Some so feeble, so the hoodlum
A humdrum liver in

Bet your last buck, you don't to this
Your horse came last the cactus
Back so strong, you thought a fallacy
The groove will whip and cause it has to be

In there, like in his underwear
On the new year, my dear, so it clear
I'm gonna ask do you live small?
Static? Nah troop, at all

Why in the middle of a ruckus?
[Incomprehensible] sip slowly on Snapple in
Not these hands of holdin' clippers
Slip and your flat top to ceasar

Ease ego, I go toe to toe
Throw my voice I throw my yo-yo
And ho ho ho, on the mic is support
And toward a crumb ain't my sport

Swing to this, Serch swings to
as you noticed, they always wear hats
Boots and produced by Prince Paul
ya skull, no static at all

Static mixed in but it cling
To a fat dope Gucci link or an earring
now gropin' for
But the hand is used to get

Skim the cream but it seems you rise
For some who lives more, now life life
All are in my swingdom
and troops get friends and they bring them

In goes so pop 'til the mornin'
Home to the young, pop still
Wake up you blackhead and the call
Aiyyo, no at all

I flip on kicks, my DJ
The a.k.a code name Rich
(Daddy Rich, you never him on TV?)
no takes, the iron had East bridge
full on 1210's the beats

Some bust nuts, Daddy Rich bust
Such transform rhythms on dust
I rush this rhythm, hold Mingus
I swing this joint, no static to this

A bitch's brew, who gyro
can't craft what only the fly knows
Got skins all in on
Scandalous hooks grab on to what's

I'm seemin' in my rhymin' texts
Opened up shop to off the head, next
I put off punks junk so sporadic
Stashed like old drawers in my attic

Or drawers on my legs, figures what I
Snack on Jolly Rancher or Pez
Yep, this no collect call
So peace, yo

No at all