Luyện nghe bài hát Flip Da Style

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

Brothers don't 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 your ring when I (just flip the style)

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

Shit 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 tight, kid (just flip the style)
I got the to make 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)