Luyện nghe bài hát N.T.

For real though who really got
Flown on the edge, got the ledge out of the window
Bird chest winderous fearaf?
Around be hemps meat inside of a meal sack
Puny little bucks better hit the
But that doesn't mean nothin' to the within
You up you and your team, I'm amped up
And you dib me bead

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

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

Heavy hitters shit out the park
You couldn't even really play me why did you start
sharp blades 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, tell me how grenades
Put on your walkmase and go the town
Q-Tip abstract how I down

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

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

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

You swing dangling from trees
While I sip my Daqaris in the south breeze
Writing so exciting the pen it
Drippin' out gems converted to hems and then
be hummin' it from now to they next to kin
My family is starvin', you know they me to win
Me forfeit, get off it
Send a check in my to my office
Mutombo in the lane, yo I it
Abstract through witness the bull

Hey yo, hey yo cut the beat off