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 history without a pen
No I-D on the track let the begin, begin, begin

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

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

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Hey hey hey
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up,
This shit need a from Jeezy
I might send to the mix-tape Weezy
Get somebody from to talk on this
Get this to a blood, let a walk on it (arh!)
Fifty to style on this
I just don't need to smile on this (arh!)
Y'all niggas singing too
Get back to rap you t-paining too (arh!) (arh!)
I'm a
So how is it I'm still the hardest (arh!)
I don't be in the hallway
Talking about how I be in the all day (arh!)
sound stupid to me
If you a gangsta this is how you it to me (arh!) (arh!)
just get violent
This is death of auto-tune of silence

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Hey hey hey
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