Luyện nghe bài hát Exquisite

Rock mics, my diz-ick, flow exquisite
Pop then I throw the biscuit
Get dro and twist it, when from Mo' to Cryst shit
Still that dough, on the striz-ip, on the coke tiz-up

They call me Gruffie, Hound, used to be a Pound Puppy
You should see the way I down
Every dame in the love me, stay dip
Cardiere flame shit, Polo rugby

Moves too swift to let ya clowns me
Smokin' like a Dutchie and you get found musty
Bust his here, man, yo' just infer
It's a while now, I must appear, yo' ass out

You fuckin' with the 'cause of this, who than this
Dive on yo' wrist, yo' rollie, try to resist
Now I'm in the club with some pie and some Cryst
And that shit you be makin', ain't hotter this

You know how thug cats do
McGruff style hard wit Harlem crew
bent everyday, all day
The club see sick, it's that Harlem way,

You know how them cats do
McGruff style hard wit that Harlem
bent everyday, all day
The club see sick, it's that way, exquisite

Yo, yo, my name rings, champagne king, danglin'
Harlem World to England, make world moves
Up in hotels, girls all nude, who get screwed
Big boobs, wantin' to get with the dudes, Cryst with the cube

slick on the tube, yo, these bitches got my dick in the mood
Flushed out, my mind, room service us some food
We in the rich and got baby girl clit fartin'
Newly ro', day your cartin', six squadron

Forty D, front row seats, at the Garden
We players, six hundred Benzes,
Snatchin' papers, overseas, grass and acres
When it in Vegas, bastards hate us

Fly first wit gators, flash the latest
My ass stay switch ya ass to
Diamond rings stings
Still cash on more capers

You how them thug cats do
McGruff hard wit that Harlem crew
bent everyday, all day
The club see sick, it's Harlem way, exquisite

You how them thug cats do
McGruff style hard wit that Harlem
Gettin' everyday, all day
The club see sick, that Harlem way, exquisite

I hot rhymes, take yo' Hot 97 slot time
I like an archive, her thirty night dime
V-12, six hundred gas, put my on
Put a mic on, put it on

Strong arm like Nam, Desert Storm fight calm
Roll fifth, my right arm, pearl white palm
Murder your life form, make more noise a night storm
Heavy artillery, hand grenades and bomb

Light Tron, there's no tellin' who I might harm
Top wall, street businessman, in they white
It's like on, holes, buck 50 life long
strong, Don Juan, ill trife con

Write hype shit, my gang can make a dike dick
And my bigger than yo' crew twice as thick
Niggas be lookin' for some mic's to stick, to slick
And dick and all the bad righteous chicks

My niggas light toke, you like them
Tenure conversely, all types of
My man L got 25 to life, told me life's a
Said, "Hold yo' head, Gruff, son and write hits"

You how them thug cats do
McGruff style hard wit that crew
bent everyday, all day
The club see sick, it's that Harlem way,

You know how thug cats do
McGruff style hard wit that crew
Gettin' everyday, all day
The club see sick, that Harlem way, exquisite

You know how them thug do
McGruff style hard wit that Harlem
bent everyday, all day
The see sick, it's that Harlem way, exquisite