Luyện nghe bài hát I Told You So

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

XL]
Multiplicty, out my clones
Rap's turnin out sweet proteges than Quincy Jones
My style pendergrass shoes: touched the ground
My IQ so high it no number it's a sound
I'm Jim Brown in his day, nigga to tackle
I'll leave your brains hangin out Chris Rock's adam's apple
I'm so rare, Chino's like Africa:
Yeah niggaz about it but they don't really wanna go there
I'm hooked in leather, floored
Create more than Brandy 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 supply
a war to survive I slaughter and mortify
Creating a guy be forced and falsified
And duplicated and
I autograph a bra, menage-a-trois
I dont want no men in shit, have a women-age-a-trois

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XL]
On everything I love, I attack rap genres..
Fatter than Khan was
XL excederin verbal sealed for tamperin
Consider me the Master P of God like Frank-lin
Shoot 'em 'em and burn they skin
Blast for laughs at actions
Skill is a blessin you cowards only imagine
You ain't an X-Man like comic books, you an ex-man like
Run through leave y'all stiffer than Ken dolls
You wanna start friction? Don and King and..
.. end up gettin like Ving Rhames in "Pulp Fiction"
My hot they just might trigger the sprinkler system
freaks that Eddie Murphy, call witch you comin up missin
Now you gonna listen?! Or do I to remind you?
punch a hole through your chest
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 to me, exhaust like a catalytic converter
It's sad for me to I heard of, you, such a fake one
There's so many gay
they probably diss me I'm the straight one
Plus chicks can't trick the light-skinned nigga 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 takes bravery
I niggaz like light-skinned-ed Africans durin slavery
I detonate crazily, a bomb, military disable me
So loose in the cypher I got Lucifer of me
Fuck who you proclaim to be, reconsider
Turned on wrestlin and Goldberg was "Chino that's a big nigga"
I died a thousand to possess skills such as this
With 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, clack on all you rats
I shoot blindly I'm Ray Charles with loaded gats
(Shit) The fact is, I'm one of them crazy half-black
Like Jesus in the army but I earn my stripes like
Without the H.I.V. I'm you don't wanna test
I leave rappers like homeless cats on house arrest

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