Luyện nghe bài hát Devious Minds

Uh huh
Bring it back
me on this...

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

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

2]
it out...
To the Beat i make it rock on and on
Like time being around before morn' (check it out)
I rock on my own label just like The
Without the high heel boots and no I'm not a guitarist
Bitches enjoy my like good sex, then I hit
And Freddie Foxxx ain't gotta buy em
Niggas be promisin' (?) and givin out
You can't get a bitch if your
Blow you niggas out like
Everybody wanna
Is it for the love or the (shit)
I know a nigga gotta eat, but at least you could keep the
And stop loopin up beats
I'm sarcastic, shit I might
But don't mind me I'm just MC
The only difference is i scrap for
And ride another nigga's lap for mines
about beats and rhymes
You better get it together
I bring it to you nigga, whatever

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

[During Final
Real
This out to
My niggas Gang
My niggas
For my M.O.P.
it out
Whaddup Mob
For underground