Luyện nghe bài hát N.T.

For though who really got sent
Flown on the edge, got the ledge hangin' out of the
Bird witcha winderous fearaf?
you'll be hemps 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 your team, I'm up
And you can't dib me

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

Oh well, then here the gelatin
Tips on 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
from my joint, what the I'ma clap mine
Singin of 6 pence it's intense
Surpise at the end like the sixth sense

Heavy hitters knockin' shit out the
You couldn't even really tell me why did you start
Spittin' blades laced with bleach
You wanna play around kid, I'm not a walk at the
A in the park or your playground
Put on your headphones, me how grenades sound
Put on walkmase and go underneath 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, that gats
Better let 'em in 'fore they rush that 'cuz they
Get

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

Comin' with the new quickly we pan to
The black man with intentions to ban you
Seems people need an aid today
So many away, so many fiend to stay
I really 'cuz I feel I should say things
While the fraudulent act raps so they cop rings
Or maybe because they was young
was fronted on and left alone to have they own fun
Now all grown up to be
I'm giving you the will you tie up the lassos

You swing dangling from peach
While I sip my Daqaris in the south west
Writing so the pen it keeps
Drippin' out gems that's converted to hems and
People be it from now to they next to kin
My family is starvin', you they want me to win
Me forfeit, get off it
Send a in my name to my office
in the lane, yo I toss it
Abstract comin' through the bull

Hey yo, hey yo engineer cut the off