Luyện nghe bài hát Battle

You battle me?
Yo man, how much money you

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

I used to 40's and own a beat up Caddy
Since the hood still love me I the heat up, Daddy
I went to fly honies on the train
To straight relaxin' on the countin' money gettin' brain
Soon as you get a chance you wanna floss a lot
You buy a out watch because it cost a lot
you in the club stylin' with dough
Profilin' hoes we boned a while ago
You rookies haven't enough laps around the track
You had one hot single but then your album sounds
Son, you bore me with war stories
You ain't even do that shit, so just more stories
How you us to take you seriously?
The look in my eye, punk, has got you of me
I'm blasting your sons, I'm snatching funds
You get your ass whipping, you been asking for one

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

You wanna me?
Yo man how much money you

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

About to slap around and bruise the game

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

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