Luyện nghe bài hát Harriet Thugman

Rah
The Harriet Thugman of hip hop has baby

I be bitch niggas wantin' in the lab
Rhymes comin', rhymes goin' I was a dollar cab
Fingerin' the man tryin' to tap his feelings
A misguided soul so ain't checkin' for the

Many different players, only one hold the
Ghetto chick, go against the protocol
the grittiest lingo, still such a little sweetheart
Book educated with a whole lotta street

me now, as I build my fanbases
Makin' rappers like they got open cases
Harriet Thugman, can see shit through
Like a whole of people wait for Episode Two

I be the rap purist, the walking hip hop
The innovator, from Libra and Taurus
Do cats with the same ol' whack
Lead a nation up where the real party at

A place where we spray our asses get older
No shots in the choke, no gettin' over
A place where graffiti ain't considered a
And your favorite underrated MC's is time

A good and fruitful, where lyrics free people
Black presidents, and all the legal
No rich or poor, we break and drink merry
Smoke a little Mary for the real