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, Shady all day
New nothin, we skippin through the hallways
All I.F., Motor City giants
Name been on bubble since Salam the Pyrex
Out to stack the cake up, my will never break up
The been sleep long enough, they better wake up
Don't sport a Jacob, just the same
Remain in the D, it's the kingdom I
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 to jump off, come on

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

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

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