Luyện nghe bài hát D.O.A. (Death Of Autotune)

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Hey hey hey (good riddens)
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Only to re-write history without a pen
No I-D on the let the story begin, begin, begin

is anti auto-tune, death of the ring-tone,
This ain't for iTunes, this ain't for sing
This is Sinatra at the opera, a blonde
Preferably with a fat ass who can a song
Wrong, this ain't politically (arh!)
This might my political connects (arh!)
My don't have melodies
This shit make niggas go and commit felonies
Get chain tooken
I may do it myself, I'm so
I know we facing a
But the music y'all making going make it the depression (arh!)
Or lack aggression
Put your skirt down, grow a set man
Nigga shit violent
This is death of auto-tune, of silence

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This ain't a one record (arh!)
is practically assault with a deadly weapon (arh!)
I it just for Flex and
Mister Cee, I niggas to feel threatened (arh!)
Stop your crying
The kid, the dog, dying, no lying
You niggas jeans too
You too bright, your voice too light (arh!) (arh!)
(It's too far nigga)
I might wear for a year straight
I might bring back Versace
This for z100
Ye told me to kill y'all to it one hundred
is for Hot 9-7
This for Clue, for Khaled, for we the best in
this shit violent
This is death of auto-tune, of silence

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Hey hey hey
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up,
This shit need a verse from
I might this to the mix-tape Weezy
Get somebody from B-M-F to talk on
Get to a blood, let a crip walk on it (arh!)
Fifty thou' to on this
I just don't need nobody to on this (arh!)
Y'all singing too much
Get back to rap you t-paining too (arh!) (arh!)
I'm a
So how is it I'm still the here (arh!)
I don't be in the hallway
about how I be in the project all day (arh!)
That stupid to me
If you a gangsta is how you prove it to me (arh!) (arh!)
Nigga just get
This is death of auto-tune of silence

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Hey hey hey
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