Luyện nghe bài hát Guess Who's Back

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I got the to pay the bills
I don't pop pills but I chills
Up your spine I rhyme
I get wicked you got a pick it
Sippin' on the ya know it makes me horny
Spread legs, grab my ax
Fire up the grill and the kegs
Nobody fear the here
Everlast is comin', the funky drummin'

You only came backstage to the front page
To get me locked up or get knocked up
But I ain't with it if I did it
I got a hundred to say I didn't hit it
My name's last, I got the funky rhymes
I make more than the LA Times
I don't do lines, but I puff
I rock fronts, but I stuff stunts

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

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He's back from the dead with the shaved
Don't start to trip, dip, I brought my
Just in case you fuck around
stare ya dead in the face and then I'll buck ya down
I'll put ya six feet deep, some say talk's
But I big bucks servin' up punk ducks
By the pound, I got the
I never been checked, I get wrecked

I the willy drag, let my pants sag
Don't give up the booty 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
the white man is back

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

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

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