Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Finale

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

1: Bun B]
We growin' doja in the in that underwater garden (Okay)
hereon in the bank shed, dry it 'til it harden
Make it 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
clientele so we ain't gotta network (Let's go)
We always got work, so we 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 since the decided to
take the coke Coca-Cola
Hold the rollers, the king of the
The underground as well, you can step in the when you feel
just sound the bell
Can't the heaters in this game, but the grind I'm lovin'
Nigga we passed all that pushin', man it's time for
I got the mask, I got the strap, soon as I find the
We gonna start exposin' off like 9/11

[Verse 2:
I'ma clearly 'cause I don't think they hearin' me
A nigga only fear's gettin' charged conspiracy
I'ca get it right to ya, sticky green to ya
Wear whatever you want, bullets goin' right 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 light but I'm
Yellow lemonheads in the of the presi'
And yeah, anybody'ca rock but D-Block steady (D-Block!)
FED's don't need no 'cause y'all all informants
So I get higher New York insurance
Try to keep shit clean Florence
on up on the East side 'cause I never lost endurance
And it's all real niggaz, if I get a license to carry
Shit, a license to kill niggaz

3: T.I.]
I refuse to lose, I rather give these dudes the blues
And separate them from they jewels, teach 'em don'ts and
I raise tools, make crews make confused
All spectators can say is, "This lil' a fool"
A short fuse some loose screws, some unscrewed
Better prove, you niggaz pussy as the Moulan
So who guardin' who, you know who to you know
To you know where, goin' 'em's too unfair
'Cause everywhere you do a show he got there
Now you I ain't no ?, I got ten folk there
ain't powerful as the one at the end of your prayer
Got you for your life without a minute to spare
Catch you dead to the granite, melt the in your hair
When I go, them boys is gonna be indecent
Guarantee you nah a real breathin' accounted
At your funeral, just parents and the preacher was there
Hollow, television name-dropper for help
So I ain't gotta say a word, you beatin' ya'self
You gon' get what you for disrespectin' the game
Any nigga the nerve to say another man name
When that other man ain't even
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 besides the Egyptian-walker, fuckers have a
My existence persistent to bring misfortune
I dazzle 'em, the alderman, Billy Dee in Mahogany, minus the perm
From the tiniest sperm that the mightiest The can muster
Project prophet, chronic blockage Alzheimer's to youngsters
Amongst them is me, can't my beefs
With who? For what? They me up, my boo laced me up
Bolinsiaga, flimsy condo with bimbos in south of Kalan Gro in 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
Mamma say sa mu makasa, fly to Cuba
To chill with some politi-kill who ill
'Cause 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 these thoughts
Anyway I'm emcees a late fee cost
So y'all done with my style, please break me off
But never make Nas mad just in case
'Cause ah, lately y'all make me happy
To calm my nerve I need the herb GNC carry

[Verse 5: Ice
Who the fuck is that? It's Ice motherfucka
He's a maniac, no fool motherfucka
Old motherfucka, blow through a motherfucka
What you heard about a so true motherfucka
See I'm and prettay, I'm polished and grittay
Shoot better than that nigga that to kill 50
See, niggaz get shittay when I to their cittay
I hit the spot 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 gangstas dance we boogie
I told you motherfuckas Kobe didn't take that
Get money, get paid, you can that shit
Even if the DA is a shit
Colorado got movatos, don't eat that
Another White bitch lyin' on thee dick
I keep it like flapjacks, pimpin' like black 'Lacs
Give niggaz flashbacks, they as ass cracks
When I hit the tar mat, it feel a carjack
Niggaz get out and vanish like Star
So fuckin incredible, I'm so fuckin'
No matter what happen, I'll never federal
And my report comin' straight from Cali
Ice Cube is the shit on motherfuckin' Grand Finale