Luyện nghe bài hát It's Lik Dat

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It's lik dat

Verse 1: dray,

check it, uhh, yeah, check it
Well check it out y'all, the maniac, lyrical brainiac so back the
up
If niggas got some beef *? goget? * boy had better speak up
Cos I'm rippin this, my style's ridiculous, how I word it
These niggas tell us they were jealous but I heard it
When they came and tried to tease, please you must be
They tried to diss the kid, they got they [fuckin] broken
For that rap cos black I smack [shit] from here to philly
I swallow up your crew then crack a and spark a philly
Cos you're bluffin like you're rougher, of that crap
Just 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 pass the mic so that my nigga books can

Three cheers, aiyo wiz, the mic guy
If you step and watch that verse because first one is a doosey
Then I'm up to squeeze, I got nuff expertise
For the roughnecks and g's, I'm swingin but the function
Kid, I amp up, recamp up, bust a hit stamp up
Do your vest up just to make a mess, umm
2-1 - use to run it wild with the
The wrestlers, and just beneath the promise where I'm 'n'
Hey sweet lookin, you need to peep what I got
Since I'm livin rough I gots ta give it up to
Crews can kiss it up the with that work, I'm just the dirt
Until time 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 lunatic so that tuna kick, it's just a warning
Cos I I go for mayor, to 'peer like ? ? ? ?
I'm wicked, it sicker than your frame like it's a tumor
I roll pmd, so [motherfuckers] kill the rumour
can never stop my flow cos yo there ain't nobody looser
My turn will kiss the stone and that chick call medusa
When I wreck [shit] I'm on some neck [shit] I'm quicker, son
I run thru rappers like my name was dickerson
Now that a bitch, I switched up my pitch
So you can stay real kid, but stay rich

Aight, I kicks my style from brooklyn and some lipsy test this
So I'm sendin em to the showers by the powers that I in
The nutcracker blacker wear guns to smack a phony
Ass backwards crab, cheese and macaroni
Good grief, some try to rock it, g, need to knock it itoff
They must be eatin gerbals cos that they dropped was sitoft
For or better, kid, I never let another serve me
get flyer than that 23 on mr.jordan's jersey
Crews be talkin bout they takin, cough it up just like they up
The night they was [fuckin] they's lookin for some skins to hit up
Now I wait for solid scheme to the beat back
Cos it's like to flip which makes my stylus jack, believe that
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