Luyện nghe bài hát Duck Sick

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

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

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

Hm, it's kinda funny, but yet amazing
you serious? I think about it while I'm blazing
Only then will my show
How I and let my tempo flow

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 duck
You can get the sick

I don't believe it, how the you get on wax?
demos on your tape deck tracks
You did a show and I heard it was
You tossed our records, think I tossed back

You got the nerve, tryin' to go down a trooper
In better words, you go like King Cooper
So stop your little dissing, saying that I can't
I put your lights out, you 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 yourself, sucker, I do it for cream

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

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

Get the sick
up
You can get the sick

a minute, hold 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

up my mic and gat, start gunnin'
Fresh off the Compton streets, so runnin'
You come across like a sucker
Tryin' to compare with a motherfucker

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

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

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

Now, who got you hip to be a
You jack-ass
(You punk snapper)
Just take a back, and boy, start peepin'

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

Always to dunk the funk
Or clownin' down a punk
The beef you got, to Chill, mean shit
Just a test I to pass to show I'm on hit

And Tha on hit, legit with the E I don't quit
I grab a chair and a whip a lion, suckers I'm tamin'
Peel a cap and snap on the mic, I'm gamin'
So watch me rip, you suckers is on a ego tip
Stupid suckers, yo you can get Chill's sick

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

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

You are sick