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 since Salam dropped the Pyrex
Out to stack the cake up, my group will break up
The been sleep long enough, they better wake up
Don't sport a Jacob, bling the same
in the D, it's the kingdom I claim
Never the fame, born to be great
Walk to the door of a quarter eight
hate but they late with the jump off
I'm in the game to maintain, no reason to off, come on

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

King Gordy brought the pain and he fought the lames
I played with the wrong cheek in 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 lane, no change of road or the bumps
Game is sold not told so I hold a swollen
In Detroit I don't go by P, I'm Colemen
Holdin one with the tongue like Tiger Woods
don't do it for me, shh, but Mya could
I am Suge to the rap game, rulin Purple
We blow mind like Kurt Cobain, knowmsayin?

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