Luyện nghe bài hát 20 Bag Shorty

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

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

pimp gotti get da dues in them down like them kids wit tips who tops
down bricks who get money quick see me representin city on da bill block
and mic before they get a i sold pills all night the illest outta life got
my mind on cause even im tour nigga still aint safe i keep a tre eight on
my smoke a L for stress countin dirt bag lex i be da X like malcom puff
for now dunn side represent wit tons of guns u keep it real where u from
where u at might put da dagger 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 fuck em duck em any but da main gun i dont trust em

move wit da nigga huh frum man burge shit word shit i slpurge big
scrilla observe when you work spit bird shit killah not to be purterb herb
shit deala can make me feel yall foreal ya tock ticking a rapper bust a
cap hustler stop flinching you fresh off the calling dog shit brog shit
soon as you feel that sog shit you be like oh shit broke niggas the
glass looking opposite the track ass whooping the black class hooker
the fat ass fooker triple your cash criple stash pass shooker the past
aint never the last to teach lessons my 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 flow even if it cross shorts
fuck weed cop coke 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 wear what its funny how they stare dumb bunnies they cunnin little
glare shorty let me see the if its really that shittin she hit me with a
felion a young pair my boy hit that shit now every body splittin even
holdin snow balls and i aint talkin bout mittens i talkin bout mittens
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