Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Finale

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

1: Bun B]
We growin' doja in the basement in underwater garden (Okay)
When hereon in the bank shed, dry it 'til it
Make it up in the oven (Man), put yayo in the hot plate
and dry in the freezer, it's obvious we got weight
I said hard work, that's soft work with wet work
Built-in clientele so we ain't network (Let's go)
We got work, so we ain't gotta get work
And if you ain't gettin' your from us you bound to get jerked
We yayo experts, we been whippin' the yola since the crackas to
the coke from Coca-Cola
Hold the rollers, the king of the
The as well, you can step in the ring when you feel
Nigga sound the bell
Can't sound the heaters in this game, but the I'm lovin'
Nigga we 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 off like Farhrenheit 9/11

2: Jadakiss]
I'ma speak clearly I don't think they hearin' me
A nigga only fear's gettin' charged with
I'ca get it right to ya, sticky green to ya
whatever you want, bullets goin' right through ya
If you to get buried
My niggaz'll send you 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 of the presi'
And yeah, anybody'ca rock but D-Block rock (D-Block!)
don't need no warrants 'cause y'all all informants
So I get higher New York insurance
Try to keep shit clean Florence
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 kill

3: T.I.]
I refuse to lose, I rather give these weak the blues
And separate from they jewels, teach 'em don'ts and do's
I raise tools, make crews make decisions
All can say is, "This lil' 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 where, goin' 'gainst 'em's too unfair
everywhere you do a show he got kinfolk there
Now you know I no ?, I got ten folk there
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, melt the in your hair
When I go, boys is gonna be indecent affair
you nah a real nigga breathin' accounted
At your funeral, your parents and the preacher was there
Hollow, television name-dropper for help
So I ain't say a word, pimp you beatin' ya'self
You gon' get you deserve for disrespectin' the game
Any with the nerve to say another man name
When other man ain't 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

4: Nas]
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 that the mightiest The Almighty can muster
prophet, chronic blockage gives Alzheimer's to youngsters
Amongst them is me, can't remembers my
With who? For what? They 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 know over
Hammer hit pin, pin hit shell, from the the slug gonna chew ya
Try not to lose me, I try not to
Mamma say mamma sa mu makasa, fly to
To chill with some niggaz who ill
y'all niggaz are losers, don't get comfortable nigga
Say to Mr. Bad Guy, get that cash par, I'm the last don
You'll ever know so, here you go y'all can take these
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 case
'Cause ah, lately y'all don't me happy
To calm my nerve I need the herb GNC carry

5: Ice Cube]
Who the fuck is It's Ice Cube motherfucka
He's a maniac, no I'ma fool
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 better than that nigga tried to kill 50
See, get shittay when I come to their cittay
When I hit the that bitch they like -- she cummin' with me
Cause I got an ego big as TO, but I'm not an
Bitch, I roll with Rigo 'cause don't dance we boogie
I told you motherfuckas Kobe didn't take that
Get money, get paid, you can beat that
if the DA is a piece'a shit
Colorado got movatos, don't eat that
Another White lyin' on thee Black dick
I keep it flippin' flapjacks, pimpin' like black 'Lacs
Give niggaz flashbacks, they sweaty as ass
When I hit the tar mat, it like a carjack
Niggaz get out and vanish like Star
So fuckin incredible, I'm so fuckin'
No matter what happen, I'll never turn
And that's my report straight from Cali
Ice Cube is the shit on motherfuckin' Grand Finale