Luyện nghe bài hát Devious Minds

Uh huh
Bring it back
me on this...

[Verse
I can chop a beat like Flex
Challenge any 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)
Bumpy Knuckles makes the go crazy
em like cee-lo, dice with me and Lazy
I got a for the mic
Like a 450 pound for chicken delight
Rappers are suspect, I got styles to
Rappers wanna be actors, I (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
niggas be dancin to my jams still
I shit dead niggas could feel
Stay in my to keep shit sellin
Rappers, gangsters, lying to the fans - I'm tellin
You wanna know if a nigga is
Try to kick it him, look him in his eyes
If he you that he got a peal
So you can read em that
That niggas not a dawg he's a cat

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It's the Devious Minds make em do these things
All you gotta do is rock and make the mics
Don't try to be somthin your not my nigga
Or you might get your ass shot my nigga

2]
it out...
To the ya'll i make it rock on and on
Like night time being before morn' (check it out)
I rock on my own just like The Artist
the high heel boots and no I'm not a loud guitarist
Bitches enjoy my flow good sex, then I hit
And Foxxx ain't gotta buy em shit
Niggas be promisin' (?) and givin out
You get a bitch if your broke
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 loopin up niggas beats
I'm sarcastic, I might spit
But don't mind me I'm another MC
The only difference is i for mines
And ride another nigga's lap for mines
It's about beats and
You niggas better get it
Before I it to you nigga, whatever

[Verse
Can I get digible for a minute and rock the
I be to rap what be to glock
Cause imma fool like that, I like Dominique Dawes
I wouldn't mind gettin 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 need Beatminerz
So you can stop serving up ass beats like the Greek diner
this, it gets exotic, chaotic
Idiotic, niggas it bout it
I got history, B
I done rocked with everybody G Rap to M.O.P.
The Blast Master, did 'Hot Potato' with
Even rocked Pac... but you ain't herd that yet
Niggas be that they real
Yeah, bitch, real soft, like you smooth off
I like big butt bitches and hot
And never have ta give a a diamond
I'm nice with my rhymin'
Thug in the house
Snatch up every that you see and throw his fuckin ass out

[During Final
Real
goes out to
My Gang Starr
My Beatminerz
For my M.O.P.
it out
Whaddup Mob
For underground