Luyện nghe bài hát N.T.

For real though who got sent
Flown on the edge, got the ledge hangin' out of the
chest witcha winderous fearaf?
Around you'll be meat inside of a meal sack
Puny bucks better hit the jake
But doesn't mean nothin' to the heart within
You cramped up you and team, I'm amped up
And you can't dib me

My shine, the is on your mind?
weakling rappers 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 of my pants?
intention that we have is vast
You sick, a NyQuil, well, I'm dead on your

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

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

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

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

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

You swing dangling from trees
While I sip my Daqaris in the west breeze
so exciting the pen it keeps
Drippin' out gems that's converted to and then
People be it from now to they next to kin
My is starvin', you know 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 the bull

Hey yo, hey yo engineer cut the off