Luyện nghe bài hát Ali

[MC
I'm in it (okay)
Hit big cash, I'll spend it
Win at the casino bitch, I'm it all (hey)
in my Spreewells spinnin for y'all
I'm in it for y'all, is (whattup)
My contents character, plays the background
while I'm listenin to amateurs no stamina (uh-uhh)
Compared to my
You're more or recycled, career's on idle
it comin though
If anyone or anybody that's potent enough, I wanna know
Gorilla, and I'm iller, a fifth of
Hennessy and Belve', a big killer
Popcorn popper, won't stop I cop e-nough
trees to get the whole fucked up
I'm out of M-I, so I say "Whatupdoe"
niggaz put it on the flow

[Chorus One: MC
Hey where you gettin it from, I want.. {one
Oh you got some of those, I got.. {one
You got a fine-ass broad, I got.. too}
And I'm drivin a that get..
Oh you got one rolled, I got.. {one
And a fat bank roll, I got.. too}
You got a house on the hills, I got.. too}
And I'm drivin a that get..

[MC
Uhh, nothin but that Cuervo and cold Coronas
Plug them esse's that live in Arizona
Yeah, put it in your bubble nigga, I'm on ya
them haters off as soon as they get on ya
Popcorn, all through my
All I do is chief, it's for me to let go

Tecs blow Del Rio - from the land
of Air Force Ones, scum blow (cuatro cincos!)
If you want it, IF got it, the gettin is
The best movin like a brick in the hood
I'm wishin you would stumble out the
Fuck your slack (NIGGA) we can out in floods
We by choice but fight when we can
I'm good the mic, but I'm nice with my hands
I for bangin, unless the ass hangin
My last ain't Kelly, but give me brain bitch, c'mon

[Chorus Two:
The name of my is D.. {one-two}
You got some in your pocket, I want.. {one too}
You got a baby boy, I got.. {one too}
And I'm ballin on y'all like is..
You got a Tab in your hand, I got.. {one
You got a gun on your waist, I got.. {one
You got a Roley on your wrist, I want.. {one
And I'm my heat to get..

This is high that bang within block range
but cold blood flow in my hot veins
My aim with the pistol ain't the issue
Got the title, "Battle Disciple" to diss you
get to The Source with mics all I need black
Cause 5 mics together, only feedback
I'm what every rapper +dread+ beeswax
Snatch a rapper out his Timbs like stems on weed
(He's back!) Bitch, I left
Every step has been to the fact that I'm evidence
that Detriot co-co
The flame slow flow where the snow and they roll 'dro
My tendencies to spit, end MC's real
they Hennessy sips, enemies get ripped
The in vially, your memory dissolve
The energy is wild, mentally I'm
The entity now, instead of growl
Already raw, cookin lookin for shook ones to set 'em
Don't about my record sales
(I know ain't the same Proof that's in D12!)
skippy, my hands swiftly grab a mic
Any man gifted stand with it, battle night
Soon as I get in the booth, spittin the
This ain't for the Billboards, this is for you

One]