Luyện nghe bài hát Bakin' Soda In Minnesota

52 blue diamond
Rhymin', designin', grindin'
You can cheddar like me on the mic
Hit your point, hold your when you're rollin' the dice, baby
Uhh.. either you go
Or wake up in the morning with to earn, tiga
it homie get good with me
If just i can find hood again
Who is in the car? yo couldn't be
All the way out here, Nicki t
Russian, get the sparked
Get the started
And watch yo fo the shark
Nigga

We got soda
All the way in minnesota
We got bakin
Down in

I got a for Adidas, boss
But I don't know what my Fila's cost, do ya
On chew, like dem baby pit
And no way you can touch my....cool
The floor at the Marriot
You know, me and my tigaz chill a lot

I sit alone when the on
With Tyson every time the fight's on, kill 'em
I remember rhymes used to with nets
Flight at the midnight high jets
You know Al Capone stretched tryi' to save the
And I'm teflon down, t shirts and
you can taste, Rhymes, Rhymes galore
Rhymes you can buy at the store
You know who I am, I'm credit card scam
Hot like soulfood, greens and
Extra-curricula, that riddicula
Hit the cloud like the bear or the
Shouldn've lied, I coulda been a friend to ya
Now i got to get rid of ya

We got bakin
All the way in minnesota
We got bakin
in minnesota

I told my mom somethin' that her cry
Looked her in the eye and said don't die
We not have an' tour, but we gon get by
So most of us be in hell high, kickin'
Now put the rhyme on a beam
Now it up, and chop it up,
And try to grind into triple
Don't get with the same scheme
don't get caught with the same thing, King
It's like you got to be
'cause hoes and wanna see you go far
I think they mad when I them off
But I'm a so i got to laugh and break some off

The hot wax that's fatal
Sup'd up to perfection like a weapon on a
They say got a new baretta
And he'll be aiming his gat like a crooked letter,
I hit the night stormy weather
And if you brag about your freak, i'mma say mine's way
I rotate like the hands of a
And find ways to make my rap beat all on block
You better knock on the tiga
And lay them all on the floor
i think they want more tiga
I blow em out like a tire
And hit the weed for Richard
Then call em all straight
The in me like the tail of a fox
So get the hot, nigga
Or tigaz'll be caught