Luyện nghe bài hát Flip Da Style

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Aw shit now, word spreads around I get down
I rip clowns, I make niggas wanna skip
Lord finesse got the raps, fuck that
When I do my thing, I off like a hub cap
I put shit out like a fireman, you met a flier man
I slide up in chicks a diafram
(you can't murder me, you better recognize) people of me
I say the shit get you open like surgery
I'm so def, I wreck with no sweat
When I mics it don't make sense to try to go next
the mic I'm royal, see
You could have a silver jacket rhinestones and couldn't shine more than me
Don't be and try to kill me
like milli vanilli, I smoke your ass like a philly
I rap force when I'm kickin my facts across
The shit I kick is hotter tabasco sauce
Don't try to ruin me or talk doin me
(why? ) I got shit that'll spark your whole
So lounge and peep the
(cause I'm one muthafucka you don't have to tell it real)

don't know I can (flip the style)
I'm out to dough, kid (flip the style)
to my show, so I can (flip the style)
Check the flow, yo (just the style)
Can I do my thing, (flip the style)
I'm to swing, yo (flip the stlye)
I got rap on a string, kid (flip the style)
Just gimme ring when I (just flip the style)

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I get attention a lexus, girls wanna sex this
Play rappers tetris, eat em like breakfast
Think you're nice? boy, you better be, you know my
I'm on the like afros in the 70s
I money, I freak honeys, I represent the streets, sonny
You know my style, don't sleep,
I put it on like sneakers, it's the speaker
Peace to krs-one, the teacher
Now let me hit you this line I drive, this rhyme's fly
This is how it down in the '95
That's right, because I said it, sweat it, kid
Don't think I'm nice? well, I am, so me credit, kid
I niggas, collect figures
Yo, I'm aretha franklin - all I want is some respect, nigga
I drop facts I rock raps over hot tracks
That's why niggas be on my dick like a jock
the best, I get with him
Even deaf people be sayin, "i heard that kid got shit with him"
None could diss or rip this, for instance
Give me a cordless mic, I beat a long-distance
Crews I run through, won't fall or
You can get done, too, let me catch you on the humble
don't like me, but that's aight, gee
Brothers act sheisty, that's why I the crib with the wifey
One of the best, don't me to none of the rest
Straight up and down, word life you can't fuck with

sound hype, yo (flip the style)
It's only that I (flip the style)
the mic, so I can (flip the style)
I got my flow down tight, kid (just the style)
I got the skills to papes, yo (flip the style)
I set em straight, kid (flip the style)
I bet in the crates can (flip the style)
I got moves to make, yo (just the style)