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 kids nothin, we skippin through the
All praise I.F., Motor City
Name been on bubble since dropped the Pyrex
Out to stack the cake up, my group will break up
The world been sleep long enough, they better up
Don't sport a Jacob, bling just the
Remain in the D, the kingdom I claim
leavin the fame, born to be great
Walk to the door of a quarter eight
Haters hate but late with the jump off
I'm in the game to maintain, no to jump off, come on

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

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

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