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

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Hey hey hey (good riddens)
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Only rappers to re-write history a pen
No I-D on the track let the story begin, begin,

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

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Hey hey
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up,
This ain't a one record (arh!)
This is practically with a deadly weapon (arh!)
I made it for Flex and
Mister Cee, I niggas to feel threatened (arh!)
Stop bloodclot 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 wear black for a year straight
I might bring back Versace
This for z100
Ye me to kill y'all to keep 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 need a verse from Jeezy
I might send this to the mix-tape
Get somebody from to talk on this
Get this to a blood, let a walk on it (arh!)
thou' to style on this
I don't need nobody to smile on this (arh!)
Y'all niggas singing too
Get to rap you t-paining too much (arh!) (arh!)
I'm a
So how is it I'm still the here (arh!)
I be in the project hallway
Talking how I be in the project all day (arh!)
sound stupid to me
If you a this is how you prove it to me (arh!) (arh!)
just get violent
This is death of moment of silence

La da da da da da
Hey hey hey
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