Luyện nghe bài hát Clap With 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 skippin the hallways
All praise I.F., City giants
Name been on since Salam dropped the Pyrex
Out to stack the up, my group will never break up
The world been sleep enough, they better wake up
Don't sport a Jacob, just the same
Remain in the D, it's the I claim
Never the fame, born to be great
Walk to the 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
Emile on the beat, 50 kept us in the
my destiny to be, the truth nevertheless
Nothin new boy Proof is better than best
Elliot Ness to these gangsters and killers
they millions they all wanksters and squealers
My first spit the Tony Toca
"Ride to Death" is our only slogan
Dreams of fuckin J-Lo, is on the payroll
Lockland and 3rd Precinct "Free Yayo"
If the beef is set squeeze off a tec
And my last breath still screamin I.F., clap wit me

King Gordy brought the and Jewels he fought the lames
I played with the cheek in which I got the flames
I'm not ashamed, is just a glimpse
Denaun drumline G-Unit pimps (G-Unit!)
Proof is a wolf, shit I told you jump
In a fast lane, no change of road or the
Game is sold not told so I hold a swollen
In Detroit I go by P, I'm Colemen Young
one with the tongue 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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