Luyện nghe bài hát Gimmick Rappers

(*talking*)
That's what it is, "The of Revenge"
2005 nigga, whoooooo

Gimmick rappers, can't lie
But as as I'm here, gimmick rappers gon die together
Told lil' mama I drama, no one tried to tell her
She shoulda left the club, instead of trying to find a
The villain's born, dark that's my kind of weather
Sending gimmick to the mall, to go buy umbrellas
Like Eminem was telling them, that they die it yella
Some of my they look like Cham, but say I am better
Picture the of that, since no one spit a harder rap
I told 'em that I'm lil' brother, the God of rap
Don't play me like you a atheist, face it it's more
Gimmick rappers have attacks, when you tell 'em that God is back
The is more than that, like Iraq when the gats in em
You me you gon be done, like a snack when the rats get em
After the baptism, the 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 of stairs, 'fore you ever think you on top of me
Nigga how could you possibly, think you could be stopping me
Destiny couldn't stop me, I move and that hoe be me
Fans are no longer to see, Jay-Z throw up the dynasty
Not big as that nigga Jigga, but nigga tell 'em it's for me
Rap game is to me, I'm the rapper they trying to see
I could bring it back, not force-ably but violently
Ladies and gentlemen, from Houston
The truth and I'm in the booth, and truth is a big illusion
What you choosing if you're choosing, to jump into the
You and end up choosing, and cruise it into a bruising nigga

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

Then they said on the radio, I ain't with rappers no mo'
But 'em to go correct it, cause rappers be acting homo
in and screaming duo, I'm leaving and screaming solo
Disrespecting the logo's a no-no, leave you rojo
Hey red in Spanish, real niggaz'll never vanish
We up and then we ride up on haters, prepare to panic
Put ya teflon on, you better go get it it
Rip off your chest piece, to make niggaz remember
Ay log on the net, in "the villain" and search
And realize why gimmick rappers is hurt, cause the hurts
And you jerks (you jerks), is a of skirts
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 like he the type snipe me
You like me invite me, you don't like me come fight me
And if you can't the flight, and you don't like me then write me
I ain't concerned, any of your concerns
I'm to stack, plack on top of plack like gum germs
I got enough twisters, to make the tongue turn
Make the sun burn, I'm so hot I could it sun burn
So up, Kay Slay and ask him who is
The to spit it, then call up DJ Whoo-Kid
DJ Drama, Green, Lantern 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 and if you beg to differ
Step to the mic, and spit sicker nigga
Ha-ha, Chamillitary