Luyện nghe bài hát Bitchslap!

Yo Ant, kick the beat you kicked a little while ago...

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I bitchslap rappers so it give em whiplash
You fuckin with sleeveless t-shirts, your tricks at?
left, look right, wait, where your chick at?
She findin out she walk and talk right, provide pipe
I'm a big baller, shot caller, all a y'all are laps
Let me tell you little fuckers a walkin out
You probably you're somebody big talkin loud
You're transparent, I been starin through your Kani
Art imitates life art
Get it straight, slice through the mic, out my heart
When it's late night we litter the
our dead opposition to get one last phoney handshake
I read a lot and write a lot, empty my pockets at the giro
Hit the cash machine for green, maybe a ten spot
I said giro my Greek's a little broken
But my French works fine if you're provokin

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And we killers in the morning, in the evening
Wake up and we yawnin, happy we still
Got one longin, that's to keep
We here to stay and we leavin

(Rock y'all)
(Everything be alright)

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I'm a between John Gotti and Mahatma Ghandi
Look between pimp and square, you find me
There, in vain I swear
I'm a Angel with gang signs in the air
I spent too much time fuckin with sorry
beats like bitches, flippin ménage à trois's
You ain't tryin to see us angry, pop, we already
the the diplomats'll get you horribly scarred
From the cat behind the wall who play handball in the
To the one that run the block as head in charge
To the brothers with the on that walk with the gods
Mission Hill, Caprini Green, all ghetto
Every city got us beaten up, down creepin up
people, what? Till we get a equal cut
We come straight smashin on the haters
the world, the Rhymesayers

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(Rock y'all)
(Everything be alright)

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the brain runs
And expresses itself in words, profane ones
That's when it first occurred to me where the pain
From, one in my rhyme book
If you closely you can picture how my line looks
You pressed to be restin next to me
The best of me molestin wrestlin with ecstacy
The recipe for
Flows actually be on the malls and
Of urban life with the laws of
Audacity, you got a lot of it
Common sense tell you not to rap against
My obvious
My real lilfe is bigger than your confidence

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