Luyện nghe bài hát Gimmick Rappers

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

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

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

Then they said on the radio, I beefing with rappers no mo'
But tell 'em to go it, cause rappers be acting homo
Came in and duo, I'm leaving and screaming solo
Disrespecting the logo's a no-no, leave you rojo
Hey that's red in Spanish, real niggaz'll vanish
We rise up and then we ride up on haters, to panic
Put ya teflon on, you better go get it it
Rip off your piece, to make niggaz remember Janet
Ay log on the net, in "the villain" and search
And realize why gimmick rappers is hurt, cause the truth
And you jerks (you jerks), is a package of
Put your little advance, back in purse ha-ha
That nigga say he don't like me, he acting like he a
Ain't held a pistol, like he the type that'll snipe me
You don't like me invite me, you don't like me come me
And if you afford the flight, and you don't like me then write me
I concerned, with any of your concerns
I'm trying to stack, plack on top of plack like gum
I got enough twisters, to make the tongue turn
Make the sun burn, I'm so hot I give it sun burn
So call up, Kay and ask him who is
The trillest to spit it, then call up DJ
DJ Drama, Green, Lantern and Kool-Kid
Tell 'em it's time to switch they playlist up, the new kid
his name, Chamillitary mayn

(*talking*)
Yeah, the hardest rap nigga and if you beg to
Step to the mic, and spit some'ing nigga
Ha-ha, mayn