Luyện nghe bài hát Fine Tune Da Mic

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[maestro] tune da mic
[showbiz] engineer won't you it
[maestro] it's the maestro
and showbiz is going to wreck it

So here I (ha), so here I go (yo)
And when you hear (huh), you know it's show
I like to a hundred miles, but you know I'm far from running
Listen to the kicks and the snares, you know it's
I'm coming, I came, I'm only here to ya
I my city and my hometown to fly to canada
To get a peace of mind and make on the low
And got a flow, a combo with maestro
wes, I never fess, big up to diamond d
A.g. and my partner finesse, can't forget buckwild
People my style, don't play me like a child
Or your fam be in the front aisle, of a funeral home
Put two to your dome, so pass the
The s-h-o-w-b-i-z from 1-6-3, and a-v-e
The can't see me
Lick for lick, I change cars like brother kicks
And pick up chiocks and them to the flicks
So don't try to play big
I'll you with a cripsy hundred dollar bill
And make the chump silly, huh
You can't understand my head's at
While I made a record talking about liking my fat
And not flat, not
And punks couldn't it if you had ten gats
And girls my lap bcause I made soul clap
I guess like that when you got a little stack

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[maestro fresh
Well I'm crushing, blood starts gushing when I'm bum
Me and the mic is like startsky and
Not a plumber but I'm to fix farrah's faucet
No I ever lost it, now i'mma toss it
Get off it, i'mma write, I'll role you like a tight
I might get just like positive on a night shift
Fresh wes is the smoothest show and
Like j. hoover, I make a ? ? ? manouver
Ain't no lookin back, I a jam at the sugar shack
And I can make the mack say, jack my hooker back
I'm getting 'nuff props like moon, I never wrote a wack tune
Sons take my album straight to the bathroom
Live like a wire, mc for
Rapper all admire, but retire, when I
Late, deducts, and da bucks
Who the hell needs luck, I got it made and getting to fluc-
Uate my lyrics, my uncategorical, flow
Makes you want to it, so don't compare it
You come near it, I know you fear it
You to jeer it in the front row
'cause you me and show can flow
We go head to head, toe to toe and blow for
We say the kind of to make the party people listen
mad wreck on the mic mechanism

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Outro fresh wes]
Yeah, that's how we it yo
Big up to my dj, ltd
Loves to devast, never hesitate to
flex, relfex, mvp yo
That's how we swing it in the
up fresh wes, 1994
I'm up uhh
I'm up yeah

I can't my man chris
My man mac the fat tracks
And my man show
Aka mr. (f-a-t), we out