Luyện nghe bài hát I Told You So

[Chorus: + (Chino XL)]
Girl a fly nigga (I told you so)
Daddy up with the rhyme nigga (Yo, I told you so)
Lyrically he crucifies niggaz (Yo, I you so)
here, bye bye niggaz, ha hah! (Yo, check it out)
Girl a fly nigga (Yeah, I told you so)
Daddy come up with the rhyme (Yo, I told you so)
Lyrically he niggaz (Bust it, I told you so)
here, bye bye niggaz, ha hah! (Peep it, yo, yo)

XL]
Multiplicty, out huntin my
Rap's out more sweet proteges than Quincy Jones
My style shoes: never touched the ground
My IQ so high it ain't no it's a sound
I'm Jim Brown in his day, toughest nigga to
I'll leave your hangin out like Chris Rock's adam's apple
I'm so rare, battlin Chino's like
Yeah niggaz talk about it but they don't really wanna go
I'm hooked in leather, never
Create more tracks than Brandy and Monica's put together
This to whoever if you like a daughter of mine
You sound me so much I think my sperm's in your water supply
With a war to I slaughter and mortify
Creating a torture guy be and falsified
And and authorised
I a girl's bra, menage-a-trois
I want no men in shit, let's have a women-age-a-trois

Chorus (w/ variations)

XL]
On everything that I love, I rap genres..
than Chaka Khan was
XL excederin verbal sealed for tamperin
me the Master P of God like Kirk Frank-lin
Shoot 'em 'em and burn they skin
for laughs at Chino actions
Skill is a you cowards could only imagine
You ain't an like comic books, you an ex-man like RuPaul
Run through leave y'all stiffer than Ken dolls
You start friction? Play Don and King and..
.. end up fucked like Ving Rhames in "Pulp Fiction"
My rhymes hot they just trigger the sprinkler system
freaks that Eddie Murphy, call witch you comin up missin
Now you listen?! Or do I have to remind you?
I'll punch a hole through your
and give a pound to the man you
Killin you and the nigga that you like my Dad invented murder
I rhyme til it's a torture to me, exhaust like a converter
sad for me to admit I heard of, you, such a fake one
There's so gay rappers
they probably diss me I'm the straight one
Plus chicks can't trick the nigga with the long hair
With Nick Cage in an airplane these couldn't +Con Air+

(w/ slight variations)

XL]
Yo, yo, you wanna raise up? Now that bravery
I house niggaz light-skinned-ed Africans durin slavery
I crazily, a bomb, military can't disable me
So loose in the cypher I got Lucifer of me
Fuck who you proclaim to be, better
Turned on and Goldberg was like "Chino that's a big nigga"
I died a deaths to possess skills such as this
With delivery like Arabs live: in-tents/intense
Sliding in events inside of limos with tints
rhyming since Timberland trees were seeds; Burger King was Prince
Better run for the fence, click clack on all you
I shoot blindly like I'm Ray Charles loaded gats
(Shit) The fact is, I'm one of crazy half-black kids
Like Jesus in the army but I earn my stripes zebras
the H.I.V. I'm positive you don't wanna test
I leave rappers like homeless cats on house arrest

til fade