Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Bitch

Marshall!
Will you tell us a story?

we go...

Now once upon a not long ago
There was a little rapper about to
But his came and it was not good
I think it went or double copper wood
So the silly little fans were mislead
By a nerdy internet hip-hop head
"Me and you, 'Clef, we're gonna make some
Grab the silver paint and paint my ass"
Hey mister, ya care to bare witness to
The ass-whippin' I'm to administer
To this little vaginal blister
Stanabis, little Marshall sister
And in this corner, we the mister
Not havin' it, it's the mad
Dr. Evil with his bag of for
this little antagonist faggot
Cool J fan from Windsor
I'm 'bout to murder Kenny fag Keniff-sta
You bastard I ain't have to diss ya
Canibis, where the you at? I miss ya!

Can-i-bitch, oh
Where for art thou
Please tell me happened with
style that you were rappin' with
Can-i-bitch, oh
Are you from Los
New York or a janitor
From Canada? Oh

Now at first I really understand the shit
Picture me for a second and it
Chillin' in the Bat-Mansion and
When all a sudden some bullshit across the scanners
It's Can-i-bitch on "Stan Lives" shit
It creeped me out at first. Man is sick
For me, just a sick, this conflict
Gets my dick harder arithmetic
And I know how you jealous ones
I shoulda knew from the first few letters you sent me
The first two letters you tellin' me shit
Like you respect me, any other regular MC
The third letter you ask how I ain't return
None of the messages at Shady you left me
The letter: "Slim, you really startin' to upset me!"
The fifth letter told me you comin' to get me
The sixth letter there's a bomb in our building
This crazy really tryin' to kill me!
So I went and read the first few letters that said
shit about a message you left
Oh shit, not an "E" that's an "A"
This dude to leave me a "massage," he's gay!!
Right I'm on the phone with Dr. Dre
We got a bogey! (Marshall I'm on the way)

So in two seconds Dre's at my crib
The funny thing is we both know where this kid
And neither one of us have citizenship
Shit. Oh Dre, wait a mintue it
All we do is use a bit of turbo boost
We can fly over the "Let's go" [WOOSH!]
So we're off to and we're gainin' speed
[BOOSH!] (What was that? Oh) Dupri
Fuck It, keep goin' no time to
Wait, backup hit him one more in case
Okay .. now he's draggin' under the car
Oh well, only 30 more thousand
me and Dre are tryin' to conversate
Just tryin' to find a reason for the hate
And to figure out what happened to 'Germaine Propaine'
"He couldn't have off that hard" Ain't no way
"What to the way you was rappin' when you was scandalous
That Canibus turned a television evangelist"
Plus he raps his regular voice [BOOSH! BOOSH!]
[BOOSH! BOOSH!] (What was that?) Pet Boys
So we pull up to the bridge he last was spotted
His was still movin' but his ass was rotted
He kinda smelled a little Courtney Love
I figure if I stick him a fork he's done
So I stabbed him twice, kept jabbin',
He won't die, this guy's a battered wife
like Kim, he keeps comin' back for more
But he won't back I cracked his jaw
Hold up, 'Bis quit up!
me in the chest! Make my shoulders touch!
Do somethin'! At least one
C'mon the meter reads 9-9-9-
percent of my fans are blonde
'Bis answer me man respond!
Tell me 'bout the sun rain moon and
Intergalatical metaphors Mars!
Raw to the floor, raw Reservoir Dogs
Bite another line from song!
Suddenly the stub from a man's arm
From a reaches out from under the car
JD, this motherfucker won't die neither
Dre starts him with cans of ether
We stomped the bitch and stopmed the bitch again
(Compton!) Detroit bitch! Talk some again!
him! (switch feet) Stomp him! (switch again!)
Dre alright he's dead dog, quit him!
I think Stanabis jumped off the again (Damn)
He disappeared yo he's gone he did it