Luyện nghe bài hát Off The Wall

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[Eminem](Redman)
Yo
(Yo)
Look!
(Yo)

No what people say
I'm keep rapping this way
No matter you may think
I'm gon' keep my thing

One of the worst things yo I am a fag i at rapin yo
Is fat, bald men to write songs
And teach Mouseketeers to
I'll stick Britney Spears in a full of mirrors
So she gets fifty years of bad
Club and at Christina Aguilera
I grab her by the hair and drag her across the Sahara
(Bitch!)
You aware of rap terrorist with a therapist
With a hair up his ass like a rabbit crawled up his
Got a habit of holding Tylenol in his
Till it in his fucking palms and dissolves in his glands
(So who is it?)
The fool who visits the
With two to lay down the school district
Get pissed a whip with a Marseburg
With a pistol grip and fed pit shit
Sniff glue like I give two shits
If I get too I just get sued

Yo I leave with no
I blow four in ya
One handstand on top of ninja
Crashin' Doc stir the
We all out of work like Tony
Walking with in a laundry basket
America's most the army after us
flossin' we take what's yours
Unload fifteen like an ace and
I'm out of work but Doc them off
(Shit! The out)
The is off
Yo who target it arsonists?
make pens filled with arsenic
I got hoes don't know what Prada is
Doc can up, cut your barber miss
?
I turn out camps in to lakes
And bitches face is what I'mma do
Cause that's what boy Tyno do

So how's doing tonight?
Hope you in the mood to get
To screw and to
uh we getting down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if y'all wanna bump to this

So how's feeling tonight?
you in the mood to get rude
And illin' to
uh we getting down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if you don't bump

No matter people say
I'm gon' rapping this way
No what you may think
I'm gon' doing my thing

Yo when my gat spit it son admitted
Rip your lips off my ass with it
Slap bitches, Doc, Maths..
(Print it!)
Weed x and tabs did it
I'm what's happening with no
Doc rob Dinero the heat come
My hangs out the Camero
Aimed at the when them hoes is hard to breathe from
Flash the gat your town bow
Your wallet, your the main target
Beef is like engine, don't start it
in the air and hit an airplane pilot
We pound you, rap surround around you
From ten and brown shoe
Doc and Eminem, the M&M
Blood flows with and them
It's Funk Doctor

Mr. Rocker
Got the stock inside the lunch box
Pop junk I just got jumped
Pop the trunk and pull out the shotgun
Knock wood, all good
God for vodka
But with my luck, probably get shot by a stalker
got a Fanatic waiting upstairs in the attic
With an automatic me up there
My man with a gat in his hand
Staking my house out in a damn Sedan
Pull your mouth out till you can't a damn
Ham sandwich or your spinach or Spam
You gotta sip through a
Shop through the mall
of me on my mom's living room wall
Hey ma I'll give you a call
SIKE! YOU BITCH!
Suck a dick and two
I'm giving you all my script
is to piss a priest off with this
Pop pills than police officers
at the scene to pull me off of Kim
Teeth off my dick, off my balls
But can kiss my ass, pants off and all
I'm so goddamn off the wall
I might as well be a painting on the floor

So everybody feeling tonight?
Hope you in the to get rude
And to fight
Cause uh we getting for the fuck of it
So suck my if you don't wanna bump

So everybody doing tonight?
Hope you in the mood to get
To and to fight
uh we getting down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if y'all don't bump to this

No matter people say
I'm gon' keep rapping way
No matter you may think
I'm gon' keep my thing

No matter what say
I'm gon' keep doing my
No matter, OH!