Luyện nghe bài hát 99.9 Pa Cent

You wanna front WHAT??Jump up and get

The original, Rotten's fuckin shit up
Empty your of lyrics, in your chest and gut
All punks the floor, it's raw and hardcore
than a meteor, scorching ego's
Fake ho, gangsters and heroes
Cops pull me like you under arrest
Some niggas I know act like bitches without
riders, I hope you got your latex
'cause gets burnt up during the pro sex

The arrest through your project
Met Billie Jean, had sex
MC's get caught up in the vortex

Mixing crack sex, so they sold for fat checks
Listen to the words I manifest, The moment of truth have cats
you in the east, they snatch the chain off your chest
Actin like you some, but wan't none
Quick to make your finger like a gun, but
never bust

Chorus: 4X

99.9 Pa of these niggas ain't shit
And of these niggas suck dick

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Hip-Hop, Jim Kelly, leave the mic and smelly
show, flows and hoes back at the telly
Not your average nigga, gets more nasty Dirk Diggler
I'm back like the night, swoopin down on The

Fake thugs talk tough, but off the trigger
So shook ya shiver, poison verbs alcohol destroy ya liver
Cannibals my dick, I need a tetnus shot
Make ya hot, niggas got problems like Sir Smoke-a-Lot
I'm the original, in cause your forgot, it comes to war

I get raw, add another mic to the I rip
Shootin the gift, the East is in the house
You should come

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