Luyện nghe bài hát Devious Minds

Uh huh
Bring it baby
me on this...

[Verse
I can chop a like Funkmaster Flex
Challenge any MC's style, so next (uh, yeah)
I bring it ruff when I be
Even in the south my flow be dockin' (that's right)
Bumpy Knuckles the girls go crazy
em like cee-lo, dice with me and Lazy
I got a for the mic
Like a 450 pound nigga for delight
Rappers are suspect, I got to dissect
wanna be actors, I direct (feel me)
I hate a biter in the cut
Listen to the styles and eat em up (check this)
I did a style and Touched 50 MCs
Niggas wanted to here me it way overseas
I I'm so ill
Deaf niggas be dancin to my jams
I spit shit dead could feel
Stay in my to keep shit sellin
Rappers, fake gangsters, lying to the fans - I'm
You wanna know if a is real
Try to kick it him, look him in his eyes
If he tell you he got a peal
So you can read em that
That niggas not a dawg a mutherfuckin cat

[Chorus: 2X]
It's the Devious Minds that'll make em do things
All you gotta do is rock and the mics ring
Don't try to be somthin your not my nigga
Or you might get your fakin ass shot my

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it out...
To the Beat ya'll i make it on and on
Like night time being before morn' (check it out)
I rock on my own label just The Artist
Without the high heel boots and no I'm not a loud
enjoy my flow like good sex, then I hit
And Freddie ain't gotta buy em shit
Niggas be promisin' (?) and out toasts
You can't get a bitch if broke
Blow you out like smoke
wanna rhyme
Is it for the or the dimes (shit)
I know a nigga gotta eat, but at least you could the streets
And stop loopin up niggas
I'm sarcastic, I might spit
But mind me I'm just another MC
The only is i scrap for mines
And don't ride another nigga's lap for
It's about beats and
You niggas get it together
I bring it to you nigga, whatever

[Verse
Can I get for a minute and rock the spot
I be to rap what be to glock
Cause imma fool like that, I like Dominique Dawes
I wouldn't gettin inside dem draws
Niggas are fake like drops in Hip-Hop
It's kinda wrestling and jumpin off the top -
Rope, You Jesse Jackson ass niggas hope
Got in the audience sick offa bad dope
You niggas Beatminerz
So you can serving up layin ass beats like the Greek diner
Check this, it exotic, chaotic
Idiotic, bout it bout it
I got history, B
I done rocked with from G Rap to M.O.P.
The Blast Master, did 'Hot with Treach
Even with Pac... but you ain't herd that yet
Niggas be screamin that real
Yeah, real bitch, soft, like you smooth off
I like big bitches and hot cars
And never have ta give a bitch a
Cause I'm with my rhymin'
Thug niggas in the
up every coward that you see and throw his fuckin ass out

[During Final
niggaz
This out to
My niggas Starr
My Beatminerz
For my M.O.P.
it out
Whaddup Mob
For Niggas