Luyện nghe bài hát Guess Who's Back

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I got the skills to pay the
I pop pills but I send chills
Up your spine when I
I get wicked you got a pick it
Sippin' on the ya know it makes me horny
Spread them legs, my ax
Fire up the grill and the kegs
Nobody the party's here
Everlast is comin', the funky drummer's

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

'em to the brim like a cup of coffee
If ya don't know me, homey, up off me
'Cause I ain't soft, see, I'll fly
You wind up dead, you your bed
Now ya gotta lie in it, bother tryin' it
Take my advice, homeboy, twice
Before you up, step back or catch a smack
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back from the dead with the shaved head
Don't start to trip, dip, I brought my
in case you wanna fuck around
I'll stare ya in the face and then I'll buck ya down
I'll put ya six deep, some say talk's cheap
But I make big bucks servin' up ducks
By the pound, I got the
I never been checked, I only get

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

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I'll eat you up like some 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 gettin' when there's hoes to get got
wear my hat so I never need a shot
Always drink a beer I write a rhyme
And if I have to drive I avoid the one

Stay between the and I won't get pulled over
I don't need 'cause I got a four leaf clover
Yeah, I'm Irish, to the motherland
But on the hand
I love America, pie, mom and all that
My pockets stay phat, step the back
Play me close and you catch a mean of my fist
Homeboy, you get

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