Luyện nghe bài hát I Told You So

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

XL]
Multiplicty, out my clones
Rap's turnin out more sweet proteges than Quincy
My style pendergrass shoes: touched the ground
My IQ so high it ain't no number a sound
I'm Jim Brown in his day, nigga to tackle
I'll your brains hangin out like Chris Rock's adam's apple
I'm so rare, Chino's like Africa:
Yeah niggaz talk it but they don't really wanna go there
I'm hooked in leather, never
Create more tracks than Brandy and Monica's weaves put
This to whoever if you rhyme a daughter of mine
You sound like me so much I think my sperm's in 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 dont want no men in shit, let's have a

(w/ slight variations)

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

Chorus (w/ variations)

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

til fade