Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Finale

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

1: Bun B]
We growin' doja in the in that underwater garden (Okay)
When hereon in the bank shed, dry it 'til it
it hash up in the oven (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 even with wet work
Built-in clientele so we gotta network (Let's go)
We got work, so we ain't gotta get work
And if you ain't your work from us you bound to get jerked
We yayo experts, we been the yola since the crackas decided to
take the coke Coca-Cola
Hold the rollers, the of the Trill
The underground as well, you can step in the when you feel
Nigga just sound the
Can't sound the heaters in this game, but the grind I'm
we passed all that pushin', man it's time for shovin'
I got the mask, I got the strap, as I find the gloves
We gonna start exposin' off like 9/11

2: Jadakiss]
I'ma speak clearly 'cause I don't they hearin' me
A nigga only fear's gettin' charged conspiracy
I'ca get it right to ya, sticky white to ya
Wear whatever you want, goin' right through ya
If you to get buried
My niggaz'll send you back to the essence in a
Crunk Juice, blowin' Dutchies in the Chevy
Try to figure me out dawg, I'm light but I'm
Yellow lemonheads in the of the presi'
And yeah, anybody'ca but D-Block rock steady (D-Block!)
FED's don't need no warrants y'all all informants
So I get than New York insurance
Try to keep shit clean like
Moved on up on the side 'cause I never lost endurance
And it's all real niggaz, if I get a license to carry
Shit, that's a license to niggaz

3: T.I.]
I refuse to lose, I give these weak dudes the blues
And separate from they jewels, teach 'em don'ts and do's
I raise tools, make crews decisions confused
All spectators can say is, "This nigga's a fool"
A short fuse some loose screws, some unscrewed
prove, you niggaz pussy as the Moulan Rouge
So who guardin' who, you know who to you what
To you know where, 'gainst 'em's too unfair
everywhere you do a show he got kinfolk there
Now you know I ain't no ?, I got ten folk
They powerful as the one at the end of your prayer
Got you runnin' for your life a minute to spare
Catch you dead to the granite, the grease in your hair
When I go, them boys is gonna be affair
Guarantee you nah a nigga breathin' accounted
At your funeral, just your parents and the preacher was
Hollow, name-dropper reachin' for help
So I ain't gotta say a word, you beatin' ya'self
You gon' get you deserve for disrespectin' the game
Any nigga with the to say another man name
When that man ain't even present
And deny it somebody ask him about it
That a lame, you like to lie on the mic
Hide fame, I was a G when I came
the way I remain

[Verse 4:
Who the Egyptian-walker, fuckers have a conniption
My existence to bring foes misfortune
I dazzle 'em, like the alderman, Billy Dee in Mahogany, the perm
From the tiniest sperm that the mightiest The Almighty can
Project prophet, chronic gives Alzheimer's to youngsters
them is me, can't remembers my beefs
With For what? They screw-face me up, my boo laced me up
Bolinsiaga, flimsy condo with bimbos in of Kalan Gro in pimp mode
The inf' glow on his clothes and you it's over
hit pin, pin hit shell, from the shell the slug gonna chew ya
Try not to me, I try not to lose'ya
Mamma say sa mu makasa, fly to Cuba
To chill with some politi-kill who ill
'Cause y'all are losers, don't get comfortable nigga
Say hello to Mr. Bad Guy, get that 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, please me off
But never make Nas mad in case cross
'Cause ah, lately y'all don't make me
To calm my I need the herb GNC don't carry

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