Luyện nghe bài hát Guess Who's Back

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I got the skills to pay the
I don't pop but I send chills
Up your spine when I
I get wicked you got a booger it
Sippin' on the forty ya know it makes me
Spread legs, grab my ax
Fire up the grill and the kegs
fear the party's here
Everlast is comin', the drummer's drummin'

You only came to make 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 homeboys to say I hit it
My name's last, I got the funky rhymes
I more papers than the LA Times
I don't do lines, but I puff
I don't rock fronts, but I stuff

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

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He's
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Everybody's in the
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He's back from the with the shaved head
start to trip, dip, I brought my lead
Just in case you wanna around
I'll stare ya dead in the face and 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 kick the drag, let my pants sag
Don't up the booty 'cause I ain't no fag
Checkin' out check it, I'm prone to wreck
If ya dig joint, check the next shit
I'm Everlast and a natural fact
That the man is back

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

Stay between the lines and I won't get over
I don't need luck 'cause I got a four leaf
Yeah, I'm Irish, to the motherland
But on the other
I America, apple 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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Everybody's in the
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