Luyện nghe bài hát 20 Bag Shorty

no more reasonable doubt im provin to be da illest MC somthing wit ya
motor skills cause yall aint movin me im who u see musically u want it
done hot payin u to meanzlest infratillity stop i paint beatufully but
niggaz is near sighted dont about plageris it'll take em years to bite it
which the greatest fears i dont write it it just appears outta no where da
information contain by the phycic like it or not i pay dues and to be
paid back why da fuck should i im gettin paid to rap i slang a track
laid back almost till its a sin ya god somebody's doin a good job
impersonatin him spittin game from da range rover what da fuck is yall
doin in da lane get over slow ya rode up i got it sewed up like a tella
easy like jerry hella cream is cherry vanilla got chicks in da telli
belly up soundin like mayhelia tryna tell yall yall know da style da town
down and change the locale im da same shit except its legit

got a twenty shorty better play dat shit you owe me twenty baby better pay
dat shit got twenty bag son better blaze dat they said i wasn't seeing
twenty but i dat shit

pimp gotti get da dues in them double down them kids wit tips who tops
down bricks who get money quick see me representin bomb city on da block
and mic they get a mill i sold pills all night the illest outta life got
my mind on fate cause even im tour still aint safe i keep a tre eight on
my left smoke a L for stress countin bag lex i be da X like malcom puff
for now dunn east side represent wit tons of guns u keep it where u from
cause where u at might put da in yo back its like livin wit yo homey dat
be on crack and fat my niggas know my styles phat hoes in da L Darodo my
mine toatin em duck em any thing but da main gun i dont trust em

move wit da nigga huh frum man chilla burge shit word shit i big
scrilla observe when you work spit bird shit killah not to be purterb herb
shit deala can make me feel yall foreal ya ticking bust a rapper bust a
cap hustler stop flinching you fresh off the corner calling dog shit brog
soon as you that sog shit you be like oh shit broke niggas resort the
glass looking opposite the track ass whooping opposite the class hooker
the fat ass fooker triple your cash criple your stash shooker the past
aint never the last to lessons my peeps fucking up in the streets keep
guessing my brew dont becomming a preach i be blessing kids commmin out
da wrong way like sea sections know da bro gone flow even if it shorts
fuck weed cop cause da shit cost more but niggas say i floss to much but
when i take it off and such they say i my touch those bitches like the
money i what its funny how they stare dumb bunnies with they cunnin little
glare shorty let me see the if its really that shittin she hit me with a
a young pair kitten my boy hit that shit now every body splittin even
holdin snow balls and i aint talkin bout mittens i talkin bout mittens
snowballs