Luyện nghe bài hát I Told You So

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

XL]
Multiplicty, out huntin my
Rap's turnin out more sweet proteges than Jones
My style pendergrass shoes: never 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 brains hangin out like Chris Rock's apple
I'm so rare, battlin Chino's Africa:
Yeah niggaz talk it but they don't really wanna go there
I'm in leather, floored never
Create more tracks than and Monica's weaves put together
to whoever if you rhyme like a daughter of mine
You sound like me so much I think my sperm's in your water
With a war to survive I and mortify
Creating a torture guy be and falsified
And and authorised
I autograph a girl's bra,
I dont want no men in shit, let's have a

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XL]
On everything I love, I attack rap genres..
Fatter than Khan was
XL excederin verbal medicine for tamperin
me the Master P of God like Kirk Frank-lin
Shoot 'em shank 'em and burn skin
Blast for laughs at actions
Skill is a blessin you cowards could only
You ain't an X-Man like comic books, you an ex-man like
Run through y'all leave y'all stiffer 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
Like freaks Eddie Murphy, call witch you comin up missin
Now you gonna listen?! Or do I have to remind
I'll punch a hole your chest
and give a pound to the man you
Killin you and the nigga that signed you like my Dad invented
I rhyme til it's a torture to me, exhaust like a converter
It's sad for me to I heard of, you, such a fake one
There's so many gay
they probably me cause I'm the straight one
Plus chicks can't trick the nigga with the long hair
Nick Cage in an airplane these hoes couldn't +Con Air+

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XL]
Yo, yo, you raise up? Now that takes bravery
I niggaz like light-skinned-ed Africans durin slavery
I crazily, a bomb, military can't disable me
So loose in the cypher I got ashamed of me
Fuck who you proclaim to be, better
Turned on and Goldberg was like "Chino that's a big nigga"
I died a thousand deaths to possess skills such as
delivery like where Arabs live: in-tents/intense
Sliding in events riding of limos with tints
Been rhyming since Timberland trees were Burger King was Prince
Better run for the fence, click on all you rats
I shoot blindly like I'm Ray Charles with gats
(Shit) The fact is, I'm one of them crazy kids
Like Jesus in the army but I earn my like zebras
Without the H.I.V. I'm you don't wanna test
I leave rappers confused like homeless cats on house

til fade