Luyện nghe bài hát Clap Wit Me

"You're the of my liiiife.."
"You're the end, of my storyyyyy.."

Uhh, you Proof, D12, Shady Records all day
New kids nothin, we skippin the hallways
All praise I.F., Motor giants
Name on bubble since Salam dropped the Pyrex
Out to stack the cake up, my group never break up
The world been long enough, they better wake up
Don't sport a Jacob, bling the same
Remain in the D, it's the I claim
Never the fame, born to be great
to the door of a quarter 'til eight
Haters but they late with the jump off
I'm in the game to maintain, no reason to jump off, on

"8 Mile" was dope, Obie heat
on the beat, 50 kept us in the street
It's my destiny to be, the truth
Nothin new your boy Proof is better than
Elliot to these fuckin gangsters and killers
Bankin they millions they all and squealers
My first spit the Tony Toca
"Ride to Death" is our only slogan
Dreams of J-Lo, Hood is on the payroll
and 3rd Precinct screamin "Free Yayo"
If the beef is set let's off a tec
And with my last still screamin I.F., clap wit me

King Gordy brought the pain and he fought the lames
I with the wrong cheek in which I got the flames
I'm not ashamed, is just a glimpse
Denaun made G-Unit pimps (G-Unit!)
Proof is a wolf, shit I you from jump
In a fast lane, no of road or the bumps
Game is not told so I hold a swollen tongue
In Detroit I don't go by P, I'm Colemen
Holdin one with the flow like Tiger Woods
don't do it for me, shh, but Mya could
I am Suge to the rap game, Purple Gang
We blow your mind like Cobain, knowmsayin?

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