Luyện nghe bài hát Guess Who's Back

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

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

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

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He's from the dead with the shaved head
start to trip, dip, I brought my lead
Just in case you fuck around
I'll ya dead in the face and then I'll buck ya down
I'll put ya six feet deep, some say cheap
But I make big bucks up punk 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 to wreck shit
If ya dig this joint, check the next
I'm Everlast and it's a fact
That the white man is

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eat you up like some butter cups from Reese's
I come in peace, but you'll leave in
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 before I write a rhyme
And if I to drive I avoid the one time

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

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