Luyện nghe bài hát Count For Nothing

[Intro:
{"One-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight"}
Y'all frontin
a ounce of thuggin
You go against me, you too can count for

Da 5'9"]
I'm the king of the
This T-bone contact to any wack
It's how I wet ya
My dialect's an entire weapon, it's set to fire reckless
BLAP! {"one-two"} guns swoop
In the same booth the federales tryin to run
Like, {"three-four"} we raw
Me and tradin like a triple beam seesaw
I'm a veteran, the mac-11 the
You name whoever you want
Wayne... Yay... Jay
Hahaha, I'm just wit 'em...
I the {"four-five"} on my hip
You me serious then I might trip
{"seven-eight"} niggaz and die
Feelin some type of way I figure it's
I'm the right-on
And that's right, I'm plottin on my own crew
Joey... Crooked...
Slaughterhouse!

Royce Da 5'9"]
{"One-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight"}
Y'all frontin (uh-huh)
a ounce of thuggin
You go against me, you too can count for
Like {"One, two"} {"three"} like
Ha ha, you {"two"} can - for nothin

Da 5'9"]
(Woo!) I'm what choice is to
Royce to hip-hop is what, Mike Buffer's to boxing
(Let's get ready to rumbllllle!) Yes, a couple dope dealers
somewhere that got livin the shit that I spit (me!)
I re-enact nigga, I illuminate
I know every point I count like a Q&A
It ain't a arm when it's in my box
Since it's Lindsay Lohan, niggaz call me Crotch
I'm seein clear a MyBot
I drop my coupe, shoes, black Noob Saibot
I spit fire Izod, why not
Cause 'nuff I'm glowin like Thai mock
And y'all cryin babies over the net
I should call you Lady Gaga
I call, "You and Em to get together
Y'all need other Nickel Shady blah blah!"
If I die leave heat
I'ma the sun behind, I'm tryin to repeat
try to ban the drummer
He's an (Animal) and you can be a number, uh (ohh!)

Da 5'9"]
(Ahh) I put the gun to
Eeny-miny Motown, play the numbers
Five on my block
is like for once I see like my pops is
both eyes I see you got no sides
Bring it to your Chippendale neck the bowties
... All you
Grab a bitch ass "Aye," call me OJ Da Juiceman
... I get away with
That Johnny Rocket in my pocket my favorite burger
I'm tryin to it like a Polaroid
They said I couldn't do it twice, call me Boy
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