Luyện nghe bài hát Dave VsUs

Yo Momma Went On [?]
Our Took 'em All
She 'em In The Street
That Street Said I Smell

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She Wanna If We Can Be Together
Man Even If It Ain't Be Forever
Well It Can Only Be For One
The Only I Ever Loved In My Life Was The Mic

Trust Me Somethin' Bout The Way I Touch Her
The Way That I Her, The Way I Cut Her
She A Lot But That Ain't Shit To Me
Man, I Need That Bitch And Bitch Need Me
And I Ain't Even Talkin' R.A.P.
Them Other Ladies Be The Same, No Worry Me (Uh)
Sit Back, I Spit That That Get Better Than
Make A Veteran Sit
Cruisin, Mic Check One
And If Y'all Not Us Then That's Why Y'all
Ate Up, No Time To Up
No Masquerades, Move The Makeup
Just Do It, Put The Hop It
And When Y'all Lose It Don't Blame The
Y'all Fell In Love With The Whore
The Question Is If You Don't Love Her What You Her For, Nigga?

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She Wanna Know If We Can Be
Man Even If It Ain't Be Forever
Well It Can Be For One Night
The Only Thing I Ever Loved In My Was The Mic

The Problem? Dawg We Mobbin'
The Squad Roll Thicker Than Some
Scare Y'all Quicker Than A Mean Ol' Goblin
Ain't No Bullshit, Me And My Poppin' (Huh)
We Get Started Ain't Gon' Be No
You Gon' Jump It Ain't Gon' Be No Option
I'm Totally Contagious Black The Gauge Ya Language
Thought Aka, Larry Davis (Huh)
Got Rhymes Off The Pages
Tighter Than The Bushes The Saudi Arabians
Darker A Oil Well, Sharp As A Sabertooth Tiger
Ridin' On A Straight Razor
You Walk On A Two Way Pager
Til Ya Main Thing Me The Captain Saver
I Black Sly Cuz I Be The Fan Of The Mic
Tight Like Is Not Gonna Tear Ya Huh
The Hip Biatch She Ain't Ya
All That, In A Banana Diatch
Pony Hair Coat, My Boots Is
Black Ink
Turn Me Up Ne-Otch Huh

Young In This Fuckin' Game
What A Nigga Is, If He The Game
I Bring Pain From The Summer To
Spit Game, Get Ya Chick, Make Her Wit The Game
Talk A Little Shit I'll Make Ya Walk Wit A Cane
Got 'em Half Steppin' Like Walk Wit Cane
I Am, R-A-W, Raw
Truck North Y'all
The Way I Slang Make Ya Dame Insane
I'm Superman, Not Clark To Lois Lane
I'm Out For The Paper, Out For The Fame
There's Five Left In Your Fifteen Minutes Of
I Ain't Got No Bringin' Drama To Y'all
You'll Never Score Like A Punter Runnin' The Ball
I Squeeze 'til The Cords Is Sore
Truck North, The Man And The Myth Signin' Off, Yo