Luyện nghe bài hát Hungry

Yo, niggaz don't want of this
Niggaz know they fuck with this
Turn this shit up just a more

I walk the night in rhymin' armor, bomb a nigga a winter coat
Have him on Row searchin' for an Inter scope
Yet I like Irene Cara symbolize dope, like sirens do terror
Mariel just had a someone else decapitated

Flashbacks of past raps me so glad I made it
is gettin' traded, I drop a gem off, them who's style is jaded
My juice is grated shit is so bangin' niggaz say gang related
On philosopher's rink of thought, I've skated precision

Crews is gettin' split like decisions com will let it ride in
Vision like Coleco or tel, I battle in stellar
Regions, my thought scheme was my like my
Now, teethin'

My reason of rhyme applies to and time
Season of mind, body and divine
In mom's cookouts, I'm the swine
Verbal vegetarian, squashed beef Ice Cube

Came in this rap life nude now I'm fully clothed with
You tricks can't hide behind expensive and clothes
Old niggaz I expose like Luke does in videos
With material, imperial and rugged like

Got mag but my a mic
You fake like a smile, a hug, I'm tight
Skip ladies, this is rip a night
Oracle arouse, niggaz don't even run for cover

Downtown lovers hold hands
I breathe heavy like an old man, with a can of Old Style
Hold a Isle profile
Mix Malcolm X and Sef when I go wild

Hold mics like a second nut the second comin'
comin' towards you with power like forwards do
Hip hop, you my bitch and like a Ford, I'm you
So, wack niggaz be cool, with them, I cordial

Flowin' room temperature, cats is miniature
Like golf soft like Tiger
And real nigga I've stood with ways that's geometric
Don't need to rob with dike broads to set it

I levitate to the occasion, lounge like a
Rhyme wise, you a haven
You sat by the door spooked like I was Wes
You to do more deletin' and less savin'

A praise in hell, raisin
Like the on my pager leavens
What you have known from day one
You on day seven

Hungry hip hop junkie in the
Hungry hip hop in the city
hip hop junkie in the city