Luyện nghe bài hát Clap With Me

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

Uhh, you Proof, D12, Shady Records all day
New kids nothin, we skippin through the
All I.F., Motor City giants
Name been on bubble since Salam the Pyrex
Out to stack the cake up, my group will 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 kingdom I
Never leavin the fame, to be great
Walk to the of a quarter 'til eight
Haters hate but they late 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 boy Proof is better than best
Elliot to these fuckin gangsters and killers
Bankin they they 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
Lockland and 3rd screamin "Free Yayo"
If the beef is set let's 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 made G-Unit pimps (G-Unit!)
is a wolf, shit I told you from jump
In a fast lane, no change of or the bumps
Game is not told so I hold a swollen tongue
In Detroit I don't go by P, I'm Colemen
Holdin one with the tongue flow Tiger Woods
Christina do it for me, shh, but Mya could
I am Suge to the rap game, rulin Purple
We blow your like Kurt Cobain, knowmsayin?

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