Luyện nghe bài hát Check The Method

It's that, y'all, check it out now
(yeah yeah, now the method) (repeat 4x)

that, you know who's bigger
Even though you got all these motherfucking new niggas
Fuck who spread rumors, I didn't retire
Even though you got all lord finesse juniors
to get hype and rip mics
They just imitators that can't quite get my right
So won't y'all face it
That y'all sweat me so much I gotta my dick a facelift
battle, I'm all for it
When it comes to this, I've through more shit than a toilet
Now we could get and search for peace
Cause now I'm chillin', like the nigga home on work release
And on a lover tip I'll still wax brothers quick
When I do my I be on some old other shit
Niggas I slaughter, just to bring
Aw fuck it, my shit be like spring water

It's like that, y'all, it out now
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Now it's the dictator style's greater
It's the man with flavors than motherfucking now & laters
And I hit 'em well
They automatically go to heaven with me, I give 'em hell
Yeah, so try to front, troop
When your is played out like an osh-kosh jumpsuit
Huh, I'm out to collect
I'm on wu-tang shit, so protect your fucking neck, nigga
I front like a man on a high horse
But yo, I make more noise july 4th
So run, son, I the one, bum, who dial 911
If you don't, you's a motherfucking dumb
I'm not a model, I'm a bad figure
When it comes to rap, I got out the ass, nigga
I got it locked like a
Rap without finesse, that's like the nba jordan
So all you new kicking wack raps it's a fact that
I'll be on your back like a napsack
It shit you can tell me
Cause the ladies still jel me an lp

like that, y'all, check it out now
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It's like that y'all, and I keep
It's the hardcore ruffneck funky of street nigga
finesse got the swift rap and
You don't need dionne warwick and them psychic friends to that
In years to come I'm bound to
Give me a mic and a minute, I'll show niggas I get for mine
Word life, you the haps
Fucking with me is bungee jumping with no rope attached
Man listen, I got plenty
When it comes to props, motherfucks just oughta mine
Word, I slay ya fast
you're the best mc with a mic, or you're straight up trash
My lyrics excel,
the ghetto street upstate to motherfucking cell blocks
No dought I got
I gotta give a shout (to who? ) to my brother show I'm out

It's like that, y'all, it out now
(yeah yeah, now the method) (repeat 4x)