Luyện nghe bài hát Fiend '98

("I was a fiend")
("I was a fiend")
("I was a fiend")
("I was a fiend")
("I was a fiend")

(Shaquille O'Neal)
Yo Kenny Clark I need another hit
Brick City wha-wha-wha-wha to Beverly Hills
Yeah, yeah the is mine T.W.IsM.
Clockworld Sonja Blade once again
hit Sauce Money uh-huh yeah
Peter check it yeah T.W.IsM. fam
it

(Shaquille O'Neal)
Aiyyo heaven put on a of a life of a seven-footer
Never catch me in the runnin wit dem
Like my stickin gorgeous a stun in a slim
Rap style like cobra comin in a gym
I consider y'all whack its Shaq did it all
Everybody gotta go as I hit the mall
Takin my time when I shop ya meet
Waiting inline state I escape with a dime (word up)
Hatin to out no data is so greater
Been purping the goal LSU to Omega
Gotta respect that funky beats even sweat that
Clark got that with a hot forever see
Which is me probably never be
Besides I'm too like Celebrity
you just begin a stack when it's whack
Shaq blow the cause you bugging like Men in Black, what

("On the microphone, fiend")

(Shaquille O'Neal)
I'm the hottest spitting y'all
Shaq D better known as stack neat
Paper, can't understand my caper
Getting dough is like Nas hand
Checking nature resent me
Cause cash rule the represent me
See me breeze in a cream
Fronting in the sun two-seated
Believe it up to the light and now you looking defeated
Girl my ice got you heated (yeah)
Yep beef with the nitty I needed (wha-wha)
What fags are true I know Mack's might do
I'm familiar with cats like you
Provoke to get me give me a reason to smoke me
Try to me but never wrote me
my bacon, number 1 I know you hate my reign
Guess what, stop the cake I'm making, T.W.IsM.

("I was a the fiend on the microphone")
("I was a the fiend on the microphone")
("I was a the fiend on the microphone")

(Shaquille O'Neal)
Uh-huh, hahahaha,
One T.W.IsM.
The belongs to ME

(Shaquille O'Neal)
I'm the official all star twice as hot as are
Never me putting chrome on a small car
I'll buy four more that could dream
Never drink coffee tasting the cream
Like fill in the golf course making the green
Another way you'll be fronting hating my team
But you feel, still O'Neal, real
Since I stacked the thick now here's the deal
I pound hard to the and make you canopy seen boo
Can't believe the dimes I'm laid too
I think you should relax and keep heart
Wanna hit better try and get a beat Clark
Wanna grab your jersey and act like you know me
Hit the and watch me catch the ooo from Kobe
For punk squad I duck hard
After we fast brake I hit ya chicken mad cake

("I was a fiend, of a microphone")
("I was a fiend, of a microphone")
("I was a fiend, of a microphone")
("I was a fiend, of a microphone")
("I was a fiend, of a microphone")
("I was a fiend, of a microphone")
("I was a fiend, of a microphone")