Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Seasons

Bitch!
city, yo
Yo, yo funk doc lunatic since young
I ate paint chips the rare
That mics, my maintenance
I battle you and then me and meth shifts
For money, to your house arrest
I it all, if not, here's a thousand
Bricks, be shooting fair ones with bail men
I'm constant, on paper chase
zip codes from bricks to 8-1-8
Doc til you lickin' the plate
Battle royal, in the ring like doc out of oil
Fire thrown to the of you apartment
Hit 95 then I hide with the
Down south, the forty-four
I'm a nigga, you a polo nigga
I'm an uptown shopper, you a soho
Westside highway running, homo

I'm the sultan of the
The aficionado
I empty niggas out cristal bottles, uh
When I battle, I'm breaking bentleys down to
I got the right here, we ain't got to travel
I'm bigger producers, I figured out you losers
I my longevity confuse ya
Big game, come on run into these flames
Recognize the power of the royal king
Phantom menace, that's why make faces like they drinking guinness
When realize I'm not finished
I've been paid, I've been platinum, spittin', uh
Been eatin', been ballin' and you I'm shittin'
Platinum links, chinky-eyed blonde haired honeys sippin' rainbow drinks
Black thugs white minks, ready to jack the brink
Bend your little over help her stretch out the kinks
That's why ya niggas freeze I step up in the building
The here giving blessings to his children
shine, the world all mine
Can't believe cats is poppin' shit about papers in their rhymes
Or they collect, black gotti shot a tech
gangsta visions will have you ass up in an ambulance
Cats ain't live, look up in my
We can do this one more time, I'll let you
The alize swigger, I clock twelve
giuliani's rough I got some real shit for niggas
Never been defeated, retreated
Made the to be seated until my mission's completed
Get loose, get loose, man get loose
What the world do when my dogs get loose?
(blaze one) blaze one (blaze one) one
Blaze, blaze, one

Now four corners, four
Four with four reasons to bring this game to its knees
And why you down there, suck my
My motto is fuck it
Hit the smoke shop and blow my
abusing my bitch, using my shit
I'm hanging off the with one hand, losing my grip
Now y'all wanna see me do that, now do you?
Go straight cuckoo and terrorize rap, do
I do my best work out and under pressure
Deep inside the mind is where you'll find my buried
I'm still wild, still
Still gritty style, foul, crimi-niminal,
Sing a song of
full of chits
Too rappers be on john gotti's dick
Now this is something that we rehearse
Put rap shit second, and hip-hop first

Easy, ain't niggas spitting like me
Nor motherfuckin' inc
Niggas will pass me, me in the face, ask me
Are y'all really holdin' or did somebody gas me?
Ja be the myth, reggie hand me the let me explain
Your lil' man me give him a lift
So you ridin' gangstas
I'm up to a whole lot of shit
Murderers is the clique, niggas deal with
Try it (hataz) you get yours to the heart
Lesson by the four-four
Niggas want than a little bit, hot shit
L.l. an red
Ja rule with hot nix I'm the at that shit
So bitches explain
We dick so well, head game from hell
I love making yell, my name
Rule baby, and ain't shit change, uh, uh