Luyện nghe bài hát Comerica - 1997

4x]
It's time to make another

I be the insane wit the migraine
Headaches, out, havin million dollar doubts
Nigga wonder, and my blind like stevie
system try to take me under
My team pop scallions
No more triple dreams or amphetamines
I got a wit the fbi
I'm like fuck 'em, muthafuck 'em
I made a millionaire dollars, and got the outta detroit
Niggas me there, they wanna kill me
Playa haters feel me
I'm underground, so check the
You won't me on your radio dial
So fuck that shit, and bump this
If you ain't wit this shit, suck a fat
You all ass, ho ass, never get no cash

4x]

Hold up, a minute
Your ain't shit if my tape ain't in it
So now I'm all out
And smoke on the dance, til I fall out
You stop my flow, hell no
If a ho, you gots to go
Street politician, wit chickens
The night christmas, pop charles dickens
Can't nobody do it like me, I'm the bruce wayne
Please, last of the red hot blooded
Nigga nigga what, smack ya bitch booty while I'm a nut
My flow is ill like a
My words out to a thug like cyrus
Kidnap ya mind, then hold it for
The I wrote, is a suicide note, and