Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Go Against The Grain

How many MCs must we put in

I had a dream I was in an MC war
Kinda different than any other dream I had
MCs packin' rhymes like Jiggys be packin'
They said a and it was like I could read they fuckin' minds

I threw a metaphor, player gave me an encore
They asked him what you go and fuck pop for
You read his diary, heard he's won every
If you ask me I you owe him an apology

An old school cat who got under his cap
So don't me with that bullshit black
Because I there, did that, bust shots and sold crack
Been shot at but I put here to rap

So no what you do and say
My style put here to stay
Just like the sun sees the day
Mandatory that you my story

To all them thugs who thought I make it
You got nothin' for me
You couldn't the shit off my shoes
I stepped in when I was out there payin' my dues

You's a blown fuse, bad
Good for nothin' like tattoos and saggy
Luva drop the jewels on 'em
'em, go get 'em

Yo go to war and my objective is to score
Collectin' mad as my opponents hit the floor
You better come the way you know how nigga
Gun play, that's the way it goes down

I you know the rules of New York
Bullshit walk, so all that bloodclot talk
We hawk, I the streets with the ginsu
Anybody move, cop killer to tissue

Hits you, put you where the good lord you
Whoever that be my steez nigga please
I through more shit than toilet bowl flushes
Ran through clicks than NFL rushers

Plus be the best connect that you've heard
In a long time, motherfuckers my word
Observe the way I just cock and serve
in my way gettin' hit with the AK

Automatic I'm quick to cause
Laugh in your face, haha, then let you it
So my niggas you in the danger zone
It's only certain parts you's allowed to

And sleep 'cause shorties down the block is deep
Got somethin' for that ass lift you off your feet
And real

How many MCs must we put in
Before somebody says go against the grain?
The grain, here to jumpstart the engine
And the world movin'

We been blessed with skill to make a pay
So we gave a away to MCA
To take to Universal from round to China
You turn that Tokyo back to South

Whoever got the currency you got me performin' at your big
full of smoke from Medina
Roll up the
My niggas backstage'll set the

So I can let you know rap mean to me
It's real 'cause cash rule property
I'm goin at the land, nuthin' stoppin' me
Cockin' back nine, insertin' 'em in holes

Your genitals, eyes, ears, ass, and nose
I told by a higher power to do whatever
It takes to make our lives and worry when I'm deader
I'm hooked by society

So I'm flippin' on them niggas eyein' me and payin' salary
For me to tell my brothers to kill other
I ain't fuckin' with the ignorant, I'm undercover
stereotypes along with cordless mics
When evil I beat that ass 'cause he can't fight

How many MCs we put in pain
Before says don't go against the grain?
The grain, here to jumpstart the engine
And keep the movin' and spinnin'

How MCs must we put in pain
Before somebody says go against the grain?
The grain, here to the earth's engine
And the world movin' and spinnin'

Ha ha, spinnin', up, movin', we keeps it
Movin', GP losin'
The grain, word up, niggas is choosin'
How we move and shit, word up, it's that shit

Word up, yeah yeah, keep it y'all, word up
Unh, keep it movin' y'all, up word up, the grain, baby
Yeah, yeah, niggas know how it go, up