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)
Leave in my Spreewells spinnin for
I'm in it for y'all, is (whattup)
My have character, plays 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 or anybody that's potent enough, I wanna know
Gorilla, and I'm iller, than a of
and Belve', a big bagger killer
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

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

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

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

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

This is high octane bang within block range
Nothin but cold blood in my hot veins
My shot aim with the ain't the issue
Got the title, "Battle Disciple" came to you
get to The Source with mics all I need black
Cause 5 mics together, only makes
I'm what every rapper +dread+ like
Snatch a rapper out his Timbs like stems on weed
(He's back!) Bitch, I never
step has been Proof to the fact that I'm evidence
that Detriot co-co
The flame flow where the snow blow and they roll 'dro
My tendencies to spit, end MC's real
they Hennessy sips, enemies get ripped
The penalty in vially, your dissolve
The energy is wild, I'm foul
The entity now, instead of growl
Already raw, lookin for shook ones to set 'em down
Don't worry about my sales
(I know ain't the same Proof that's in D12!)
Damn skippy, my hands swiftly a mic
Any man gifted stand with it, it's night
Soon as I get in the booth, spittin the
This ain't for the Billboards, this is for you

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