Luyện nghe bài hát Off The Wall

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

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

One of the worst things yo I am a fag i suck at yo
Is fat, men decided to write songs
And teach to sing
I'll stick Britney in a room full of mirrors
So she gets years of bad luck
Club and at Christina Aguilera
When I her by the hair and drag her across the Sahara
(Bitch!)
You aware of this rap terrorist a therapist
With a up his ass like a rabbit crawled up his pants
Got a habit of Tylenol in his hands
Till it melts in his fucking palms and in his glands
(So who is it?)
The fool who the playground
With two to lay down the school district
Get pissed with a whip with a
With a pistol grip and fed pit bull
Sniff sticks like I give two shits
If I get too rich I get sued

Yo I leave no engine
After I four in ya
One handstand on top of your
Crashin' Doc stir the
We all out of work like Tony
Walking with cans in a basket
America's most with the army us
Fuck flossin' we what's yours
Unload like an ace and four
I'm out of work but Doc laid off
(Shit! The out)
The is off
Yo who target it arsonists?
Paper make filled with arsenic
I got hoes that don't what Prada is
Doc can shave up, cut your barber
?
I out camps in to crystal lakes
And fuck bitches face is I'mma do
Cause that's white boy Tyno do

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

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

No matter people say
I'm gon' keep rapping way
No matter what you may
I'm gon' keep doing my

Yo when my gat spit it son admitted
Rip lips off kiss my ass with it
Slap bitches, Doc, Maths..
(Print it!)
Weed x and acid did it
I'm what's with no rerun
Doc rob when the heat come
My barrel hangs out the
Aimed at the when them hoes is hard to breathe from
Flash the gat your bow guarded
wallet, your chain the main target
Beef is like cold engine, don't it
in the air and hit an airplane pilot
We you, rap surround sounds around you
From ten speed and brown
Doc and Eminem, the M&M
Blood flows with 2Paclypse and
like Funk Doctor

Mr. Punk
Got the drug stock inside the box
Pop like I just got jumped
Pop the trunk and out the shotgun pump
wood, it's all good
Thank God for
But with my luck, I'll get shot by a stalker
Probably got a waiting upstairs in the attic
With an automatic calling me up
My man with a gat in his hand
Staking my house out in a damn tinted
Pull your mouth out you can't finish a damn
Ham sandwich or canned spinach or Spam
You sip through a straw
Shop lift the mall
Pictures of me on my mom's room wall
Hey ma maybe I'll give you a
SIKE! YOU BITCH!
a dick and two balls
I'm you all my shocking script
Which is to piss a priest off with
Pop more pills than officers
at the scene to pull me off of Kim
Teeth off my dick, off my balls
But y'all can kiss my ass, off and all
Cause I'm so off the wall
I might as be a painting smashed on the floor

So everybody feeling tonight?
Hope you in the mood to get
And illin' to
Cause uh we getting down for the of it
So my dick if you don't wanna bump

So how's everybody doing
you in the mood to get drunk
To screw and to
Cause uh we getting for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if y'all don't wanna bump to

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

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