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, guess I got the
Pulling strings like Geppetto, you a puppet, fellow
I came up out of the tomb, don't a L
Uh, you don't want to see the evils, which I in hell
To excel, shit never fails, always excels
They swallowing since before the double XL
Sex cell, ex ask why it work out
I I exercise too much when I work out
Shows too turnt out return burnt out
Now I got to hear all the shit that you 'bout
Can I live? What, these want me off a bridge?
If I say it's turnt down, do I burn that
Truth is, if it ain't real, I don't it
If it don't hit my spirit, I don't get it
And that's point blank period, some niggas that fear it
Same niggas who know we the illest
so deep a great shark is what I reel up
Hit the flow and it can't go realer, my camp gorillas, nigga

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

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

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

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

Check my style, check, check, it out
jock my style

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

Check my style, check, check, it out