Luyện nghe bài hát Break It Down

Intro: Echem, go

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Verse 1: Now may i kick a flow for y'all,
thats and raw, for niggas who
thinkin the west fell off, but first
id like to give a little to all whos
was lost, up in the rap flows and
all (Yeah) Back to my original topic, the
bullshit, you be gettin wit Hopsin
on real rap shit, man forget the
imposters, y'all hip hop good,
mission accomplished, now im gon
em regret the shit, back all the
elements, these fellas swell up
gon tell em that Fucken hell has hit, i focus though,
and come on all my zonins yo,
because im prone to blow, and
my lyrics chromasones, i told you
folks its over, so go and roll up your
soldiers, and be up out of this bitch,
pokus, im so furocious, i had the
but no one noticed, and now
im bout to Blow up even bigger my nose is

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Verse 2: id like to bust another if i may, the
mess i made, make rappers wanna
my fade, im just not sane, all Y'all effect my brain, so dont be
run up me in head locks man, its
like i pin em a poster, get em and
then roast em, when it to these
verbal abuses do not em, i
em, bury em in an oaisis, then
write a on how i did it like OJ did
(Stupid Stupid) Im that new all the kids
gon look up to wit a finger in the
sky screamin "Fuck school" You
want yo child bumpin hop fuck
you, whos a dad, you or me? Let
ya son choose, Girl, why you so
You smilin at me like i was Attracted to fat women, shit, go get yo
ass up in the cut wit ya big butt,
to about it, nevermind, i could use
a nut

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Verse 3: Still the nigga, still Usin fruity loops, play this shit up in the
club watch what her do, i aint
gotta wit all that high-tech shit, i
keep the grimy cookin up my
hit, i guess its how i was raised, and
now i get paid, to go and some
bullshit a couple hours a day, i pop a Tune on, and the music come on me, my
message is deeper than if you listen
closely, yo i gotta habit for
faggots in imma dashin rappin
savage who has a passion to
just, see em, then read em, eat em,
em, then flee em to em to muselina,
i seem to be the most speaker i defeat your leader,
freak your diva, then freakin her,
he a demon, y'all knowin that he
a beast, what? How tha am i
suppose to Shit, tha west coast is
(West side)

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