Luyện nghe bài hát Dolla

Yeah, like that
Uh huh, whoo, that
Minor, S.O.B.
Yeah, this, listen

please, I only need a second
To make a mental directly on any record so
Give me to move, room to prove I'm stupid with the P's and Q's
Ladies and gentlemen I'm you bending
Pretending the pen is a needle, I'm injecting the
And I'll be damned if I let man get to me
bruise you with a shoe to the family jewelry
I'm with fury, attack quickly
Sick with a BIC pen, all up in shit man
You never knew the flow was as this
Bitch, listen when I'm you know
Got a grip on tracks that you wish you got
Got a full of assholes, I kid you not
So when that mixtape's and that album drops
Ryu and Tak and me got it and locked, believe it

You still breathing? I'm and squeezing
Tucked still? Nope, I don't give a fuck who it
Broad days sitting sideways, stuffed in a cave
For three fucking weeks 'til you like dog waste
Ugh, really, I put a in his place
Let's see if he freestyles a pump in his face
Got to say? Please, better keep it a secret
The got hideous ways of handling beef, bitch
So eat shit, hate it or it, the underdogs on top
Getting faded people to suck it
Bucking 'em down for real while you around
I'm stuck in the for months tryin to sharpen my skills
So how does it feel? You lames want to my throne
You got a better getting Danny Hayes on the phone
Good luck, I suckers 'til they're black and crispy
Sneaking heat up in the club a flask of whisky

Yeah, I'm to crack the roof in
You got a nice but your raps are useless
You better cut the crap 'fore i some nooses
And you all snoozing' on some afternoon shit
I hit the streets with a cake and for fun
to spit bleach in his face
It's lunchtime punk, the face
Hit you with a punchline you choke on your teeth
me at the show rockin' in that tipsy mode
Like Angels and Demons DaVinci's Code
One drop in the cannister, people split the
every planet to shit once I hit the road
You in the tight bitch, cut you with
I'm on the night shift see I hustle cassidy
So kick shit sound and let the west coast see
One of the illest names, Ribkat S.O.B.

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