Luyện nghe bài hát Duck Sick

You was jealous, it's all fault
up, punk?
You was jealous, all your fault
Pretty soon a homie you're grievin'
You was jealous, all your fault
Got What a pity
You was jealous, it's all fault

Back for the payback, black, you came up
Geah, your ass is out, wrote another
Funky rap about jealous conflict
How you diss C.M.W, boy, you ain't shit

Your senses should tell ya, it, don't be a hero
Equipped to whip is Eiht, unlike a
I gotta hitcha, or get
Sit down, clown, I commence to a picture

Hm, it's funny, but yet somewhat amazing
Take you I think about it while I'm blazing
Only then will my show
How I chill and let my tempo

Too is the name for your rap
No competition, dissin', boy, you need to be
ain't no punk, so learn it quick
Oh yes, P.S., C.M.W., and you can get my duck

You can get the duck
You can get my sick
You can get the sick

I don't believe it, how the hell'd you get on
Makin' demos on your tape deck
You did a show and I it was wack
You tossed our records, think I tossed right

You got the nerve, tryin' to go down like a
In better words, you go down like King
So stop your little dissing, saying that I handle
I put lights out, you have to rap by a candle

Go head up punk, or sell out, I know you
the word, new jack, I'm not a buster
Always to bust a record, a party, know what I mean?
But unlike yourself, sucker, I do it for

So period, end of story, don't even
Me, Tha Chill MC, to gory
So that's it, the Eiht and is the shit
(Chill)
and you can get the duck sick

You can get the sick
Yo, you can get my sick
You can get the duck
Geah, get the sick
You can get the sick

Get the duck
up
You can get the duck

Wait a minute, up, punk, I know you're kiddin'
Sayin' E can't hang, bullshittin'
I'm not a rookie, a beginner
If fakin' was a sin, be a sinner

Load up my mic and gat, gunnin'
Fresh off the streets, so start runnin'
You come across a two-bit sucker
Tryin' to compare with a hard

Punk, call me Eiht, so give me respect
I heard you did a show on Mom's tape deck
Fool, you fucked up smooth tryin' to
A of a violent crime on the list

So up and smell the bud', you little pupils
to go head up, punk, you got no scruples
Conflict you pick, sick
You can't fade us, but yo, you can get the E's sick

You can get the sick
Geah, you can get the E's sick
You can get the sick
'em

Now, who got you hip to be a
You sorry
(You punk snapper)
Just a step back, and boy, start peepin'

On Eiht and
(Geah, no sleepin')
as it's kept, the news'll spread like AIDS
Hip hop, C.M.W. gets

Always to dunk the funk
Or clownin' down a weak-ass
The you got, to Chill, don't mean shit
Just a test I have to to show I'm on hit

And Tha Chill's on hit, legit with the E I quit
I grab a chair and a whip like a lion, suckers I'm
Peel a cap and snap on the mic, because I'm
So watch me rip, you suckers is on a ego tip
suckers, yo you can get Chill's duck sick

You can get the sick
you say, E?
Get the duck
Get the duck

Yo, who want the duck now?
My man Unknown the duck sick, E
My man DJ want the duck sick
'em up, Mike we be boomin' on the boards want the duck sick
My Deejays Ant C and Mike T the duck sick

You are sick