Luyện nghe bài hát Best Rapper Alive

Bring the crowd and I'm loud In Color
It is Weezy fuckin' baby got rappers in my stomach
Yumi, I'm it, I ain't asking them for nothing
If you sell a million records we can battle for ya'

I rather count a thousand dollars on a Sunday
Watch a football game and bet it all on one
stuntin' baby, yes I'm still flossin'
Latest car on the wit the top peeled off it

Big wheels make it a lil' bulky
You look a lil' salty have ya' self a chill
out the girls is still out
Even I am a boss and got papers to fill out

I'm busy I got paper to in
God, I they steppin' at the end of my rod
I hope I'm in the right pond
And I you catchin' on to every line
Who am I?

The rapper alive
The best rapper
The best rapper
The best alive
Swagger right, game tight
And gon R E S P E C T me

(Who?)
The best rapper
The best rapper
The rapper alive
The rapper alive
right, check game tight
And you should be afraid, be very

The heart of New
Thumpin' and beatin', livin' and
and feedin', peelin' and leavin'
Killin' and grievin', departed erased deleted

No prints, no plates, no face, no
Out of sight out of
No no case
Sell his chain celebrate block party line
Zulu ball, essence fest, jazz fest, Gras

Shorty bounce body
Now he now he got
Family cry tell the tell the cops
Smell the rat comin' to the house
To the tap, tap, knock, knock, who is dat?

man hoodie man tell the kids
Boogie man pistol ammo mammal, gun man, blum, blam
Damn Sammie you fucked up
Pussy ass niggaz put ya' up, just call me

The rapper alive
The best alive
The rapper alive
The rapper alive
Swagger right, check tight
And gon R E S P E C T me

(Who?)
The best alive
The best alive
The best alive
The best rapper
Swagger right, check game
And you be afraid, be very afraid

Fuck up wit all rookie MCs
Smell a bunch of pussy to me
Fuck 'em, 'em good, fuck 'em long, fuck 'em hard
Fuck Fuck 'em all

Yeah, like dat jus dat, right back
I'm on dat money train and the mac'll knock 'em off
The quarterback, well protected from the Sapp
The young heart attack, I dat cardiac

You can't see me baby boy, you got dat
I'm right here straight out the jus like an alley cat
Since everyone's a king where the palace at
Me I got on my hands, I can handle dat

no problem baby, I so got 'em
It's just a lap baby, I'm jus joggin'
And I ain't out of breathe
The motherfuckin' best yet for cursing

The rapper alive
The rapper alive
The rapper alive
The rapper alive
Swagger right, check tight
And gon R E S P E C T me

(Who?)
The best alive
The rapper alive
The best rapper
The rapper alive
Swagger right, check game
And you should be afraid, be afraid