Luyện nghe bài hát Duck Sick

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

Back for the payback, black, you up shorter
Geah, your ass is out, Eiht another
Funky rap about your jealous
How you diss C.M.W, boy, you said shit

Your should tell ya, kick it, don't be a hero
Equipped to 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 somewhat
Take you I think about it while I'm blazing
Only then my reaction show
How I and let my tempo flow

Too sorry is the for your rap
No competition, dissin', boy, you need to be
Eiht ain't no punk, so learn it
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 duck

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

You got the nerve, to go down like a trooper
In better words, you go down King Cooper
So your little dissing, saying that I can't handle
I put your lights out, you have to rap by a

Go up punk, or sell out, I know you must've
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, even bore
Me, Tha MC, claim to gory
So that's it, the and Chill is the shit
(Chill)
and you can get the duck sick

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

Get the sick
up
You can get the sick

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

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

Punk, they me Eiht, so give me respect
I heard you did a show on your tape deck
Fool, you fucked up smooth to diss
A of a violent crime 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 fade us, but yo, you can get the E's duck 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 and Chill
(Geah, no sleepin')
Quiet as kept, the news'll spread like AIDS
Hip hop, C.M.W. gets

Always down to the funk
Or clownin' down a punk
The you got, to Chill, don't mean shit
a test I have to pass to show I'm on hit

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

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

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

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