Luyện nghe bài hát Duck Sick

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

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

senses should tell ya, kick it, don't be a hero
Equipped to whip is Eiht, 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 will my reaction show
How I and let my tempo flow

Too sorry is the name for rap
No competition, dissin', boy, you to be slapped
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 duck
You can get the sick

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

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

Go head up punk, or sell out, I you must've
Heard the word, new jack, I'm not a
down 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 bore
Me, Tha MC, claim to gory
So that's it, the and Chill is the shit
(Chill)
Word and you can get the sick

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

Get the duck
up
You can get the sick

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

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

Punk, they call me Eiht, so give me
I heard you did a 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 head up, punk, you got no
you pick, you're sick
You can't us, but yo, you can get the E's duck sick

You can get the duck
Geah, you can get the E's duck
You can get the duck
'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. paid

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

And Tha on hit, legit with the E I don't quit
I a chair and a whip like a lion, suckers I'm tamin'
Peel a cap and snap on the mic, because I'm
So watch me rip, 'cause you 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 duck

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

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