Luyện nghe bài hát Battle

You battle me?
Yo man, how much you got?

You battle me?
Yo man, how much money you

I used to guzzle and own a beat up Caddy
the hood still love me I turn the heat up, Daddy
I went to mackin' fly honies on the
To straight on the beach countin' money gettin' brain
Soon as you rappers get a chance you floss a lot
You buy a iced out watch it cost a lot
Then you in the stylin' with dough
with hoes we boned a while ago
You rookies haven't done enough around the track
You had one hot single but then your album whack
Son, you bore me with your war
You ain't do that shit, so that's just more stories
How you expect us to you seriously?
The look in my eye, punk, has got you of me
I'm blasting sons, I'm snatching your funds
You get your royal ass whipping, you asking for one

to slap rappers around and bruise the game
What, you
Be to the end
Yo man the drill
About to rappers around and bruise the game

You battle me?
Yo man how much money you

Bitch, you even know the half about me
I bring it straight to your chest, ask staff about me
I'm just a little bit older, plus a lot wiser
I might advise ya, or I pulverise ya
I can visit any city, get in the street
While you're in your room, shit to death of the streets
I take a second to speak, I keep my in reach
I ain't talkin' romance but you'll get off your feet
I keeps this Ghetto chick that loves to blast metal shit
Groupies fake moves I get her to shit
You can't compare to status right here
Legendary worldwide, we can battle here
Listen junior, I'm a tear back wig
This ain't TV but I'll show you a Fear Factor is
grillin' me
And all that frontin' is me
You leave me no but to hurt your feelings, G

to slap rappers around and bruise the game

You battle me?
Yo man, how much you got?

Be to the end
Yo man the drill
About to slap around and bruise the game
About to slap around and bruise the game
Be to the end
to slap rappers around
If you the drill
Be to the end
About to slap rappers around and the game
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