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 giants
Name on bubble since Salam dropped the Pyrex
Out to the cake up, my group will never break up
The world been sleep long enough, they better up
Don't sport a Jacob, just the same
in the D, it's 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 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 to be, the truth nevertheless
Nothin new your boy Proof is better than
Elliot Ness to these 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, Hood is on the
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 and Jewels he fought the lames
I played with the wrong in which I got the flames
I'm not ashamed, this is a glimpse
drumline made G-Unit pimps (G-Unit!)
Proof is a wolf, shit I told you from
In a fast lane, no change of road or the
Game is sold not so I hold a swollen tongue
In Detroit I go by P, I'm Colemen Young
one with the tongue flow like Tiger Woods
Christina don't do it for me, shh, but Mya
I am Suge to the rap game, rulin Purple
We blow your mind like Cobain, knowmsayin?

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