Luyện nghe bài hát Imma Gitz Mine

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Aooowwwwwwwwwwwww!
Part one, the mastermind begins upon a
Gettin stupid -- shootin rhymes like arrows shot by
Ahh, you so crazy, is what told me
You can't hold me, so why you bold g?
correct when you steppin dude, don't get rude
Or I blast you durin my interlude
But for real though, I'm doper chronic
A million man, but I'm not bionic
sermon, a name you know so don't front kid
E.d., rock the mic and roll the blunt, ya
Goal is to get naughty by
And blow up like when blow up my skypager
Make loot by the stacks - so when I back
Through my neighborhood, see I'm doin good
I got my hat to the back, my hands down
So act like you

Chorus: sermon (repeat 2x)

gitz mine, you go and get yours (3x)
Imma mine, you got it!

sermon]
Part two, show the way I the funk lyric
And get - with the magical form of spirit
I do my thing, I don't dare front or
I commence to earthquake, dominate, and
Abuse and use a funky of dialect
I mic check, I freak the ill concept like
Skip to my loo my darling, I hear calling
Hey, sermon, yes yes y'alling
I got funk by the ounce to you bounce
To the bus stop, and flash to the wop
Now I got the +vibeology+, in a way
paula abdul would say
My development, should be arrested
development, _everyday people_
From my kickin, e's on a mission
It's a black thing kid, and not the blonde
Mackaframa, fly
Got props from south, east and the west coast
Like michael jackson boy, just _leave me
Cause again it's on

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(worrrd) one two, as I speak the funk
Why is that when the ? , the people told the
Man, we have anything
Why can't we all just get like my man rodney king
I'm a young man, what I have to
Who you? I'm doin what I gotta do
I'm to have my own show, like arsenio
If I to be a desperado
Stayin wicked when I kick it through your
You might think I'm a alien, but a corny ?
my ways are, "strange -- and I like it"
And got power a psychic
I'm +cool like dat+ I react with the rap
But if you ain't down with it get the bozack