Luyện nghe bài hát Check The Method

It's that, y'all, check it out now
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Fuck that, you know who's
though nowadays you got all these motherfucking new niggas
Fuck who spread rumors, I didn't retire
Even though you got all these lord finesse
Trying to get and rip mics
They just imitators can't quite get my shit right
So won't y'all face it
That y'all sweat me so much I gotta give my dick a
battle, I'm all for it
When it comes to this, I've been through more shit a toilet
Now we get wild and search for peace
Cause right now I'm chillin', like the home on work release
And even on a lover tip still wax brothers quick
When I do my thing I be on some old shit
Niggas I slaughter, just to bring
Aw fuck it, my shit be flowing like 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 more flavors than now & laters
And rappers I hit 'em
They go to heaven fucking with me, I give 'em hell
Yeah, so try to front, troop
your style is played out like an osh-kosh jumpsuit
Huh, I'm out to figures
I'm on some wu-tang shit, so your fucking neck, nigga
I front like a man on a high horse
But yo, I make more noise than 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 to rap, I got skills out the ass, nigga
I got it like a warden
Rap without finesse, that's like the nba without
So all you new jacks kicking wack raps it's a fact
I'll be on your back like a napsack
It ain't you can tell me
Cause the ladies still jel me an lp

like that, y'all, check it out now
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like that y'all, and I keep figures
It's the hardcore ruffneck funky type of street
Lord got the swift rap and
You don't need dionne warwick and psychic friends to predict that
In years to I'm bound to shine
Give me a mic and a minute, I'll show niggas I get for mine
life, you know the haps
Fucking me is like bungee jumping with no rope attached
Man listen, I got plenty
When it comes to props, motherfucks oughta gimme mine
Word, I slay ya fast
Whether you're the best mc a mic, or you're straight up trash
My excel, hops
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)