Luyện nghe bài hát Fight Music

This kind of music, use it and you get to do shit
Whenever you hear some and you can't refuse it
It's just some shit for these kids to trash they rooms
Just refuse whenever they asked to do

The type of shit you don't have to ask who produced it
You know that's the new shit
The type of that causes mass confusion
And drastic movement of actin' stupid

I to every club with intention to do harm
With a prosthetic arm and smellin' Boone's Farm
Hidin' under tables as as I hear alarms
Paranoid that'll steal from his own moms

Connivin' Kon, with a bomb
to my stomach screamin', "Let's get it on"
A lush love to drink, drunk drivin' a tank
over a bank, cops see me and faint

It's drastic, I'm past my of coke
I think I'll up my high by slittin' your
Push your baby carriage into the street 'til it's meat
Your mens been beat the minute I step onto street
is fight music

You know why my hands are so No
'Cause my grandmother my dick and I didn't come, oh
Smacked this whore for talkin' crap,
So what if handicapped, the bitch said Bizarre couldn't rap

I fuckin' you, I'll take your drawers down and rape you
While Dr. Dre you, hell yeah
Satan done got me on song
Eatin' a hot dog readin' the Holy while I'm on the John

Tired of wearin' this thong
Take it back Sisqo, you know it belongs, thong, thong, thong
Now here's a gun, put it in your palm
Now go there and blow up Dru Hill's arms, fuck your love songs

This kind of music, use it and you get amped to do
you hear some shit and you can't refuse it
It's just some shit for these kids to trash they rooms
refuse whenever they asked to do shit

The type of shit that you don't to ask who produced it
You just know that's the new
The type of shit that causes mass
And drastic movement of actin' stupid

bring who you gon' bring on, who you gon' swing on?
I'm King Kong, guns blow you to come
Show you machine gun
Sixteen and one pump, click-clack

The in my paw, shove it in your jaw
Have you runnin' out this fuckin' club in your
We lovin' the broads, nothin' to applaud
But it it's all good, the hood is up in The Source, it's fight music

I'm a nigga that loves
And won't hesitate to sock you for swollen knuckles
I'm like that, a nigga like bear traps
Blow his head back right in front of the sayin', "You hear that?"

I slap your freak, you and won't speak
If you step on my feet, you get in your own drink
I my shrink just for talkin', came back and fucked up
His pallbearers and 'em drop his coffin, it's fight music

These beads I'm is stingin' 'em
See all these niggaz? When I in the club, I'm bringin' 'em
If any lookin' too hard, we Rodney King 'n 'em
Malice green to and gasolinin' 'em with premium

Light a cigarette, flick it at 'em or it at 'em
Hold up a picture of his family and it at him
Blast while you hookin', right when your wife's lookin'
Fuck fight music, bitch this is losin' your life

If I could capture the rage of today's and bottle it
Crush the glass from my bare and swallow it
Then spit it back in the of you racists
And hypocrites who think the same shit but say shit

You Liberace's, Versace's and you
Watch me 'cause you thinkin' you got me in this hot
You motherfuckers wanna me 'cause you're not me
You'll never me, I'm top speed as you pop me

I came to save these new of babies
From parents who failed to raise 'em they're lazy
To to praise me, I'm makin' 'em go crazy
how I got this whole nation to embrace me

And you fugazi if you think I'ma wrong
I any hypocritic critic I'm sic'd on
And this is for any kid who gets picked on
A sick song to to and it's called

This kind of music, use it and you get to do shit
Whenever you hear shit and you can't refuse it
It's just some shit for these kids to trash rooms with
Just whenever they asked to do shit

The type of shit you don't have to ask who produced it
You just know that's the new
The type of shit that mass confusion
And drastic of people actin' stupid, it's fight music