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

This is anti auto-tune, of the ring-tone,
This for iTunes, this ain't for sing alongs
This is Sinatra at the opera, bring a
Preferably with a fat ass who can sing a
Wrong, this ain't correct (arh!)
This might offend my political (arh!)
My don't have melodies
This shit make niggas wan' go and commit
Get your 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 skirt back down, grow a set man
Nigga 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 assault with a weapon (arh!)
I made it just for and
Mister Cee, I want to feel threatened (arh!)
Stop your bloodclot
The kid, the dog, dying, no lying
You niggas jeans too
You colors too bright, your voice too (arh!) (arh!)
(It's too far nigga)
I wear black for a year straight
I bring back Versace shades
This for z100
Ye told me to kill 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 shit need a from Jeezy
I might send this to the Weezy
Get somebody from B-M-F to talk on
Get this to a blood, let a crip on it (arh!)
Fifty to style on this
I just don't nobody to smile on this (arh!)
niggas singing too much
Get to rap you t-paining too much (arh!) (arh!)
I'm a
So how is it I'm the hardest here (arh!)
I don't be in the hallway
Talking how I be in the project all day (arh!)
That stupid to me
If you a this 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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