Luyện nghe bài hát Big Dusty

Check my style, check, check, it out
(Check it out y'all, check, check, check, it out y'all)
Check my style, check, check, it out
(Check it out y'all, check, check, check, it out y'all)

jumping the broom, honey moons, I, I hit the pot
Soak me up like a mop, Know I'm up, know levels
Staring down at the devil, hello, I got the memo
Pulling strings like Geppetto, you just a puppet,
I up out of the tomb, don't drop a L
Uh, you don't want to see the evils, which I in hell
To excel, this shit never fails, always
They been swallowing before the double XL
Sex cell, ex ask why it work out
I guess I too much when I work out
too turnt out return home burnt out
Now I got to all the shit that you heard 'bout
Can I live? What, these want me off a bridge?
If I say it's turnt down, do I that shit?
is, if it ain't real, I don't feel it
If it don't hit my spirit, I get near it
And that's point blank period, know some that fear it
Same niggas who know that we the
Lines so deep a great shark is I reel up
Hit the flow and it can't go realer, my camp gorillas, nigga

(Check, check, it out)
Check my style, check, check, it out
jack my style
Check my style, check, check, it out
Don't my style
Jack, jack, it out
my style

I stand juxtaposed to all my Pro's, realest illest I know
See these bitin' the flows, they even jooks the pose
I my CD really shaking the coast
Cause really be the year that I feast, capisce?
Nothing defeats the beast, I my piece
Know niggas in the streets that heat seek for me, and squeeze
Might put a between your spleen
Retreat or trickle down to your pound of green, know what I mean?
Shit it's like taking from the babies
All of rappers are just a bunch of Now and Laters
too sweet, plus they lease their Mercedes
Can't be second greatest, I'm the best and def favorite
My flow in-depth nigga, I got my up
either get your tidal waved, or you could be my neighbor
Cause if I eat, then you can't either
I need to know, need the pizza dough I'm spittin' ether for?

Yeah
Reigning rap in this bitch
Cause lie niggas lie numbers, too
Cause bitches lie lie numbers, too
lie niggas lie numbers, too
Bitches lie lie numbers, too
What the you gon' do when the Era come for you?

my style, check, check, check it out
Don't my style

my style, check, check, check it out
Don't jock my

And I'm the blocks where they sell
blocks rock my mental
See them fake thugs that you see before even spell
My flows with words you can't pronounce, stories you can't tell

my style, check, check, check it out