Luyện nghe bài hát N.T.

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

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

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

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

All my bitches, dance if you know you dam sure
Let your on the dance floor if you wanna
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 hook get on your good
And blow up the spot for all of you that's how we
Get

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

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

Hey yo, hey yo cut the beat off