Luyện nghe bài hát Clap Wit Me

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

Uhh, you know Proof, D12, Records all day
New kids nothin, we through the hallways
All praise I.F., Motor City
Name been on bubble Salam dropped the Pyrex
Out to stack the up, my group will never break up
The world been sleep long enough, they wake up
Don't sport a Jacob, bling just the
Remain in the D, the kingdom I claim
Never leavin the fame, born to be
to the door of a quarter 'til eight
Haters hate but late with the jump off
I'm in the to maintain, no reason to jump off, come on

"8 Mile" was dope, brought heat
Emile on the beat, 50 kept us in the
It's my destiny to be, the nevertheless
Nothin new boy Proof is better than best
Ness to these fuckin gangsters and killers
Bankin they they all wanksters and squealers
My first spit with the Tony
D-Tweezy "Ride to Death" is our only
Dreams of fuckin J-Lo, Hood is on the
Lockland and 3rd screamin "Free Yayo"
If the beef is set squeeze off a tec
And with my last breath still I.F., clap wit me

King Gordy the pain and Jewels he fought the lames
I played with the wrong in which I got the flames
I'm not ashamed, this is just a
drumline made G-Unit pimps (G-Unit!)
Proof is a wolf, I told you from jump
In a fast lane, no change of or the bumps
is sold not told so I hold a swollen tongue
In I don't go by P, I'm Colemen Young
Holdin one with the flow like Tiger Woods
Christina do it for me, shh, but Mya could
I am Suge to the rap game, rulin Gang
We blow your mind like Kurt Cobain,

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