Lyrics of Xie Di's brokenhearted soup

Don't mess with the Buddha

Or the sky will be covered for you

Dignity is like a dog's head

The humble actor needs to mend his make-up

Optimus Prime has come to spit out a piece of steel for you

New year's greetings

If I touch a cigarette, the enemy may panic

I thought it was Laozi who touched the gun

I can load the best goods

There is a toll box in the bag business

I'm sure I can help you if you're in trouble

Punchline is a big dish

Smell the fragrance of boss Xie

Crazy fans want a whole box

He's blind. I'm waiting for the light

It's the kiss of death that killed you

I've just popped out of my nose

It's true that I haven't put the general in the army yet

The death of the hiphop circle

Devastating, let it reassemble

What is your flow

Laozi's flow it belongs to the gun

Step by step, hit your crotch

Three points into the basket after midfield

The war readiness level of Laozi's lyrics is not panic

Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle

What kind of importers are they

Let me see, it's a good ham sausage

I'll get it ready for you. There's Ginger in the pot

They all came to drink the prepared soul breaking soup

You are dejected, you care about thousands of people, millions of people to help

The song of Chengdu

Taiwan Province is Kiang

I've never seen the world before. It's hot

Carlos, I'll go straight through you

Advanced technology flow

You can't pour dirty water if you want to

I'm like a PS expert

Pull you all out of the box

Is it your home or mine

Get out of the country

Do you like to recite the classic poem

Bow your head and think of your hometown

I think you've all upgraded

All of them turned into four

Don't do hip hop there. Just lower your head and tear your crotch

Come on. Come on. You're not a director

Don't show off your sunflower book

You've all received points in your heads

I don't kill you, I tease you, I pull my face

I've helped you feel shame

I wanted to refute, but I didn't want to

Green hook doll says you are tender

I think your hooks are really green

Listen to me and save the famine

The cow's mouth is full of milk

Boss Xie is going to recruit another businessman

This album is no more classic than van tersey

And definitely Chopin in November

I'm sorry that the enemy is like the one in the war

The pair that looks like a pair of truncheons

I train rappers like instructors

What do you do on the playground

They think they are standard

But I saw it and said it was not miscellaneous

Yes, it's true. It's true

Wait for you to fart

Laozi's lyrics are priceless

How many dozen of your hypocrisy

Here's a bowl of soul breaking Soup for you

Forget about him for any glory

Make a hiphop for your fans

Look, I'm wearing the costume of God of war

You square up the formation

Kneel down to me and stand firmly

Fix your security door

If it's broken, you need to change the door frame

This plate is a seal I export

But it's not dirty

Send you away the sunset

I am the morning light in the dawn

I've read your articles

Let's get your light back

You take a step back

You're going to be killed every step of the way