Luyện nghe bài hát Ali

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

[Chorus One: MC
Hey you gettin it from, I want.. {one too}
Oh you got some of those, I got.. too}
You got a fine-ass broad, I got.. too}
And I'm drivin a that get..
Oh you got one rolled, I got.. too}
And a fat roll, I got.. {one 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 with them esse's that live in
Yeah, put it in bubble nigga, know I'm on ya
Shake them haters off as soon as get on ya
Popcorn, all through my
All I do is chief, hard for me to let go

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

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

This is high octane that bang within block
Nothin but cold blood in my hot veins
My shot aim with the ain't the issue
Got the title, "Battle Disciple" to diss you
Let's get to The Source with mics all I need
Cause 5 mics together, makes feedback
I'm what rapper +dread+ like beeswax
Snatch a rapper out his Timbs like stems on weed
(He's back!) Bitch, I never
Every step has Proof to the fact that I'm evidence
Detriot co-co locos
The flame slow flow where the snow blow and they 'dro
My to spit, end MC's real quick
Pass they Hennessy sips, enemies get
The penalty in vially, your memory
The energy is wild, mentally I'm
The entity now, howls of growl
raw, cookin lookin for shook ones to set 'em down
Don't worry about my sales
(I know this ain't the Proof that's in D12!)
skippy, my hands swiftly grab a mic
Any man gifted stand with it, it's night
as I get in the booth, spittin the truth
This ain't for the Billboards, is strictly for you

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