Luyện nghe bài hát Gimmick Rappers

(*talking*)
That's what it is, "The of Revenge"
Summer nigga, whoooooo

Gimmick rappers, can't lie
But as as I'm here, gimmick rappers gon die together
Told lil' I love drama, no one tried to tell her
She shoulda left the club, of trying to find a fella
The villain's born, dark storms my kind of weather
Sending niggaz to the mall, to go buy umbrellas
Like Eminem was telling them, they should die it yella
Some of my fans they like Cham, but say I am better
Picture the though of that, since no one spit a rap
I told 'em I'm Jehova's lil' brother, the God of rap
Don't play me you a atheist, face it it's more fact
Gimmick rappers have heart attacks, you tell 'em that God is back
The problem is more than that, Iraq when the gats in em
You diss me you gon be done, a snack when the rats get em
the baptism, the black in the black hit em
No need for gat, cause fact is the raps kill em
Live your life like a mockery, will see the prophecy
Stare at a flight of stairs, 'fore you think you on top of me
Nigga how you possibly, think that you could be stopping me
Destiny stop me, I move and that hoe be watching me
Fans are no crying to see, Jay-Z throw up the dynasty
Not big as that nigga Jigga, but tell 'em it's time for me
Rap game is dying to me, I'm the rapper trying to see
I could bring it back, not only but violently
Ladies and gentlemen, from Houston
The and I'm in the booth, and your truth is a big illusion
What you choosing if choosing, to jump into the confusion
You losing and end up choosing, and cruise it into a nigga

(*talking*)
I'm peeping out here in these streets, and I see old
Record labels to advance, trying to drop old material
On a nigga, so of Controversy Sells we gon switch it up
2005, "The Sound of Revenge"

Then they said on the radio, I ain't beefing with no mo'
But tell 'em to go correct it, cause be acting homo
Came in and screaming duo, I'm leaving and screaming
Disrespecting the logo's a no-no, leave you rojo
Hey red in Spanish, real niggaz'll never vanish
We rise up and we ride up on haters, prepare to panic
Put ya teflon on, you go get it plant it
Rip off your chest piece, to make niggaz Janet
Ay log on the net, in "the villain" and search
And realize why rappers is hurt, cause the truth hurts
And you jerks (you jerks), is a package of
Put little advance, back in your purse ha-ha
That nigga say he like me, he acting like he a wifey
Ain't held a pistol, acting he the type that'll snipe me
You don't like me me, you don't like me come fight me
And if you can't afford the flight, and you don't me then write me
I ain't concerned, any of your concerns
I'm trying to stack, plack on top of plack gum germs
I got enough tongue twisters, to make the tongue
Make the sun burn, I'm so hot I could it sun burn
So call up, Kay and ask him who is
The trillest to spit it, then call up DJ
DJ Drama, Vlad Green, and Kool-Kid
Tell 'em it's to switch they playlist up, with the new kid
What's his name, mayn

(*talking*)
Yeah, the hardest rap nigga and if you beg to
Step to the mic, and spit sicker nigga
Ha-ha, Chamillitary