Luyện nghe bài hát Guess Who's Back

Guess who's
who's back
Guess who's
who's back
Guess back

I got the to pay the bills
I don't pop pills but I chills
Up spine when I rhyme
I get wicked you got a booger it
Sippin' on the ya know it makes me horny
Spread them legs, my ax
Fire up the grill and crack the
Nobody the party's here
is comin', the funky drummer's drummin'

You only came backstage to make the page
To get me up or get yourself knocked up
But I with it even if I did it
I got a hundred to say I didn't hit it
My name's Ever last, I got the rhymes
I make more papers than the LA
I don't do lines, but I blunts
I don't fronts, but I stuff stunts

Fill 'em to the brim like a cup of
If ya know me, homey, back up off me
'Cause I ain't soft, see, I'll fly
You wind up dead, you made bed
Now ya gotta lie in it, bother tryin' it
Take my advice, homeboy, think
Before you step up, back or catch a smack
Guess who's

He's
Guess who's
back
Guess back
He's
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back
Everybody's in the
back
Everybody's in the
He's
in the street
He's
He's

He's back from the dead the shaved head
Don't start to trip, dip, I brought my
Just in case you fuck around
I'll stare ya in the face and then I'll buck ya down
put ya six feet deep, some say talk's cheap
But I make big bucks servin' up ducks
By the pound, I got the
I been checked, I only get wrecked

I the willy drag, let my pants sag
Don't up the booty 'cause I ain't no fag
Checkin' out it, I'm prone to wreck shit
If ya dig this joint, the next shit
I'm Everlast and it's a fact
That the white man is

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back
Everybody's in the
He's
in the street
He's
in the street

I'll eat you up like butter cups from Reese's
I come in peace, but leave in pieces
That's how I'm livin', how it goes
Everyday I'm sleepin', every I'm doin' shows
Always hoes when there's hoes to get got
Always wear my hat so I never need a
drink a beer before I write a rhyme
And if I have to drive I avoid the one

Stay between the lines and I get pulled over
I don't need 'cause I got a four leaf clover
Yeah, I'm Irish, word to the
But on the other
I America, apple pie, mom and all that
My pockets phat, step the fuck back
me close and you catch a mean dose of my fist
Homeboy, you get

He's
who's back
He's
Guess who's
He's
who's back
He's
who's back

He's
in the street
He's
Everybody's in the
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Everybody's in the
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Everybody's in the
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