Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Finale

[Intro: Lil' John
"Yeeeeah! (Yeeeeah!) been a long journey getting' to
this point of this Crunk Juice shit. (What?!)
But we done got to the last motherfuckin' song
(Last shit niggaz!) And I got five of the hottest
in the world, givin' you that gangsta shit!
IT'S THE MOTHERFUCKIN' FINALE!!!!!!"

1: Bun B]
We growin' doja in the basement in underwater garden (Okay)
hereon in the bank shed, dry it 'til it harden
Make it hash up in the (Man), put yayo in the hot plate
Drain and dry in the freezer, it's obvious we got
I said hard work, that's soft work with wet work
Built-in so we ain't gotta network (Let's go)
We got work, so we ain't gotta get work
And if you ain't gettin' your work from us you bound to get
We yayo experts, we been whippin' the yola the crackas decided to
take the coke Coca-Cola
the rollers, the king of the Trill
The underground as well, you can step in the ring you feel
just sound the bell
Can't sound the heaters in this game, but the grind I'm
Nigga we passed all pushin', man it's time for shovin'
I got the mask, I got the strap, soon as I find the
We start exposin' off like Farhrenheit 9/11

[Verse 2:
speak clearly 'cause I don't think they hearin' me
A nigga fear's gettin' charged with conspiracy
I'ca get it to ya, sticky green white to ya
Wear you want, bullets goin' right through ya
If you to get buried
My niggaz'll you back to the essence in a hurry
Crunk Juice, blowin' Dutchies in the Chevy
Try to figure me out dawg, I'm but I'm heavy
Yellow lemonheads in the bezzie of the
And yeah, anybody'ca rock but rock steady (D-Block!)
FED's don't need no warrants 'cause all informants
So I get higher than New insurance
Try to keep shit clean like
Moved on up on the East 'cause I never lost endurance
And it's all real niggaz, if I ever get a license to
Shit, a license to kill niggaz

3: T.I.]
I to lose, I rather give these weak dudes the blues
And separate them from they jewels, teach 'em and do's
I tools, make crews make decisions confused
All spectators can say is, "This nigga's a fool"
A short fuse with some loose screws, unscrewed
Better prove, you pussy as the Moulan Rouge
So who guardin' who, you know who to you what
To you know where, goin' 'gainst 'em's too
'Cause everywhere you do a show he got kinfolk
Now you know I no ?, I got ten folk there
They ain't powerful as the one at the end of your
Got you runnin' for your life without a minute to
Catch you dead to the granite, the grease in your hair
When I go, them is gonna be indecent affair
Guarantee you nah a real nigga breathin'
At your funeral, just your parents and the preacher was
Hollow, television name-dropper for help
So I ain't say a word, pimp you beatin' ya'self
You get what you deserve for disrespectin' the game
Any with the nerve to say another man name
When that other man even present
And deny it somebody ask him about it
That a lame, you like to lie on the mic
behind fame, I was a G when I came
That's the way I

[Verse 4:
Who the Egyptian-walker, fuckers have a conniption
My existence persistent to bring foes
I dazzle 'em, like the alderman, Billy Dee in Mahogany, minus the
From the sperm that the mightiest The Almighty can muster
prophet, chronic blockage gives Alzheimer's to youngsters
Amongst is me, can't remembers my beefs
who? For what? They screw-face me up, my boo laced me up
Bolinsiaga, flimsy condo bimbos in south of Kalan Gro in pimp mode
The glow on his clothes and you know it's over
Hammer hit pin, pin hit shell, from the the slug gonna chew ya
Try not to me, I try not to lose'ya
say mamma sa mu makasa, fly to Cuba
To chill with politi-kill niggaz who ill
'Cause y'all niggaz are losers, get comfortable nigga
Say hello to Mr. Bad Guy, get cash par, I'm the last don
ever know so, here you go y'all can take these thoughts
Anyway I'm emcees a late fee cost
So when y'all done with my style, break me off
But never make Nas mad just in cross
'Cause ah, lately don't make me happy
To my nerve I need the herb GNC don't carry

5: Ice Cube]
Who the fuck is that? It's Ice motherfucka
He's a maniac, no I'ma motherfucka
Old motherfucka, blow through a motherfucka
What you heard about a nigga so true
See I'm ugly and prettay, I'm polished and
Shoot better than that nigga that tried to 50
See, niggaz get shittay when I to their cittay
When I hit the spot bitch they like -- she cummin' with me
Cause I got an ego big as TO, but I'm not an
Bitch, I roll with 'cause gangstas don't dance we boogie
I told you motherfuckas didn't take that pussy
Get money, get paid, you can that shit
Even if the DA is a piece'a
Colorado got movatos, don't eat shit
Another White bitch lyin' on thee dick
I it flippin' like flapjacks, pimpin' like black 'Lacs
niggaz flashbacks, they sweaty as ass cracks
When I hit the tar mat, it feel like a
Niggaz get out and like Star Treks
So incredible, I'm so fuckin' credible
No matter happen, I'll never turn federal
And that's my report comin' from Cali
Ice Cube is the shit on this motherfuckin' Grand