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 contents character, plays the background
while I'm to amateurs with no stamina (uh-uhh)
Compared to my
You're more or recycled, career's on idle
it comin though
If there's anyone or anybody that's potent enough, I wanna
Gorilla, and I'm iller, than a of
Hennessy and Belve', a big bagger
Popcorn popper, won't stop 'til I cop
to get the whole world fucked up
I'm out of M-I, so I say "Whatupdoe"
Y'all put it on the flow

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

[MC
Uhh, nothin but that Cuervo Gold and Coronas
Plug with esse's that live in Arizona
Yeah, put it in your nigga, know I'm on ya
them haters off as soon as they 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 Ones, Detroit scum blow (cuatro cincos!)
If you it, IF got it, the gettin is good
The best thing like a brick in the hood
I'm you would stumble out the club
Fuck your slack (NIGGA) we can out in floods
We fuck by choice but fight we can
I'm good with the mic, but I'm with my hands
I ain't for bangin, unless the ass
My last name ain't Kelly, but give me bitch, c'mon

[Chorus Two:
The name of my 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 y'all this is..
You got a Tab in your hand, I got.. too}
You got a gun on waist, I got.. {one too}
You got a on your wrist, I want.. {one too}
And I'm my heat to get..

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

[Chorus