Luyện nghe bài hát Square Up

Vizzy!
Sez Batters, High, The Awesome Sound
L7

1: XV]
What is this? City?
pairin' with Vizzy
Sez the
Twistin' the tops off, the is lifting
staying idol
Squarians busy
On point, who the fuck is they
Richie, no one, they fibbing, leave them no tongue
I took this back to '01
owing one now I'm on one
I'm ??? until my souls
Death I'm still 'gon rep it
My heart behind bars, I'm cardiac arrested
Your stomach elect it
So I the burners
So these fake niggas can't take the for murder
Niggas used to beef, now just drive thru burgers
I it's great when you make what your IQ earned ya
Now they an observer, sitting back watching em' king us
Simba back and you stop hearing those laughs from hyenas
Said we getting the crown, and they believed us
They were shooting it down but as soon as you see us we you

up
Pretty girls you might wanna put hair up
L7's you might put your hands up
They circle don't put it down so the up
Tell 'em up
square up
up
Tell 'em up
They don't put it down so the squares up

[Verse 2: Freddy
From now on nigga, the is shut down
L7's next to
More square over the circles full of fake friends
They all fit in, I stand out, I ain't them
My pan out
I just wanna say I let 'em
L7 up, I love to see y'all repping though
That model love life but gotta live it every though
Still kill tracks and I never stretching though
We next to blow and always going enough to let 'em know
That still biting my style with no fundamentals
Last year I was tryna words to them instrumentals
Sez me finish breakfast y'all continental
And now my is on top and going monumental
Yea, stadium status, now to my venue
Insight to my mind to show y'all I'm into
I can't to you niggas, that ain't what I'm kin to
And other then a bad bitch tell me what been through
So up

[Verse 3: Sez
Bars hot, take'em
This is lyrically hell in a
Boy I'm my paper, man I'm 'bout my mail
Got these showboats floating, thinking that can sail
Leaving cross bones, I zones
No matter, me Batters
Zoning in my box you won't catch the line that run homes
Hit 'em with combinations play it safe
But when they hitting you feel a touch of base
This is not The Carter is Sparta
We around the world, you playing horse, go grab some water
No bullshit, need no goggles
See I by the bottles
Open bars to the roof, sure to follow
pounding like a hash tag
Bars over bullshit, they them like Baghdad
So through verses I'm providing hearses and gas
Won't let 'em breathe flow will need some gas fast
My circle so tell 'em