Luyện nghe bài hát It's Lik Dat

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It's lik dat

Verse 1: dray,

Yeah check it, uhh, yeah, it
Well check it out y'all, it's the maniac, lyrical so back the
up
If niggas got some beef then *? goget? * boy had speak up
Cos I'm rippin this, my style's ridiculous, look how I it
These couldn't tell us they were jealous but I heard it
When they and tried to tease, please you must be jokin
tried to diss the kid, they got they [fuckin] bodies broken
For that rap [shit] cos I smack [shit] from here to philly
I up your crew then crack a brew and spark a philly
Cos you're like you're rougher, enough of that crap
meet me on the stage and let's see who can really rap
Cos if you really wanna battle, well be the spot
So now I the mic so that my nigga books can rock

Three cheers, wiz, the mic guy groovy
If you step and that verse because that first one is a doosey
Then I'm up next to squeeze, I got nuff
For the roughnecks and g's, I'm swingin somethin but the
Kid, I amp up, up, bust a hit squad stamp up
Do [fuckin] vest up just to make a mess, umm
2-1 - use to run it with the young'n
The wrestlers, and just beneath the promise where I'm 'n'
Hey lookin, you need to peep what I got cookin
Since I'm livin rough I gots ta give it up to
Crews can kiss it up the garden that work, I'm just the dirt
Until it's for me to split, chill, I got to murd....

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Verse 2: dray,

Yeah
Well comin back, it's like I'm meenie, none of y'all can see me
Cos yo I'm disapearin, reappear like I'm a
Yes, the so bust that tuna kick, it's just a warning
Cos I could I go for mayor, to 'peer ? ? ? ?
I'm wicked, kick it sicker your frame like it's a tumor
I roll with pmd, so [motherfuckers] the rumour
Y'all can never stop my cos yo there ain't nobody looser
My turn will kiss the and that chick they call medusa
When I wreck [shit] I'm on some [shit] because I'm quicker, son
I run thru rappers like my name was dickerson
Now ain't a bitch, I switched up my pitch
So you can stay real kid, but stay rich

Aight, I kicks my style from and some lipsy wanna test this
So I'm em to the showers by the powers that I invested in
The nutcracker blacker wear these guns to a phony
Ass backwards like crab, and macaroni
Good grief, some try to rock it, g, they need to it itoff
They must be eatin gerbals cos [shit] they dropped was sitoft
For worse or better, kid, I let another serve me
I'll get flyer than 23 on mr.jordan's jersey
Crews be talkin they takin, cough it up just like they spit up
The night that they was they's lookin for some skins to hit up
Now I wait for solid to bring the beat back
Cos it's to flip which makes my stylus free jack, believe that
1-2

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