Luyện nghe bài hát Xplosion

Hello lord, it's me again, I wanna make to love the whole globe
And all her now don't that make ya mind move
Like smoke patterns, me on my way to wit a bomb
Numb be it view, or Shawty
I before the first gun blast, they know who gone win
Now won't that us all fools
Like clowns praying Private Ryan comes round
Sound travels at one thousand, one thirty, per second
Niggaz in the street they want it
When start biting that's when 3000 starts to worry
A little knowledge from the of wizard Ray Murray
Answer quick do you know what is? "Huh?"
Apparently not that's why you get you got
Now answer this do you know what is? "Yeah"
The body of hot, the motivator of
Snot, spit, shit are characteristics of
Ask your niece or nephew, you we left you
What the future in its sweaty palms
I'm finna vom? Ya move like ya mean it she'll cum
Prom night might excite a right fight like
White blood cell to the common cold
Night jealous of day play is no longer
The feelin gets stronger Ammonia sticks inhale

We can't be amazed
Even if you pull the pin your hand grenade
We can't be amazed
if you pull the pin from your hand grenade
We can't be amazed
Even if you pull the pin your hand grenade
And we some home-made
Finna blow right up in face

Look at the way you look at me I see it on face
All hate emanates but you still hesitate
Cause you want inside of my but don't know how
To brainwash me to be a clown
Fuck I see the way you were,
see the way you smirk I'm you where you work
God only knows all the trouble that
Deep beneath my soul with you assholes
Can I blast those who point the at me
Who and talk shit so freely
XXL you're a size too small
I should hire so we can kill you all
Whether you to talk shit about the Real
kiss my ass in person how much you love the Hill
I'm the comin to blaze the grass
Outlaw due to my life that's to pass
Dre, pass me the of wine
So I can pour it over my grave and mine
For all those who and answered when God was calling
into my ragtop and get all in
I'm the bomb, planted in car why you frozen
Pop the in ignite the xplosion
The world is mine, the world is yours, the is ours
The world is lost, the is tossed

We just can't be
if you pull the pin from your hand grenade
And we home-made bombs
Finna right up in your face

With a one-two punch, and Andre dropped they verses
Your homeboy Daddy Fat Sax playin clean-up so it
People and persons on the teams oh, yes its curtains
No bullets burpin' oh just lyrically
a statement, when you freestyle
and mind is in a free state
Is kinda hard to execute when you ain't it that day
Jumpin the gun and your flow
on the mikie like auctioneer, got the public's ears
Fucked up can't hear, Atlanta, Georgia where at?
OutKast this Dirty South to death the Family Camp
Got this thang lit like stamps and nine-volt battery end
Making that music make your neck hurt
And the beats bother your back in my Cadillac
Six woofers and four amps, lo pro on swole
With the carriage lamps diamond tucked pistol in my lap
Come in peace but then like booty traps