Luyện nghe bài hát It's Tuesday (Intro)

(It's 5'9")
Yeah, you scared, ain't
Relax, just music
(It's 5'9")
The elite, 5'9"
5'9", cha cha

Cut throat, nix
My nigga little, my nigga E
city niggas
We in a of our own
Don't you wanna come, with us?
Come on, ride us
Ride with us 7 mile

Niggas with rocky city on their forearms
throwin' their 7's up with
Detroit D tattooed on their
That's we do
Niggas die for this shit
It's to play, check it out

Ayo, sit back, smoke a joke, over you wrote
is pure provoke murder, it's over she wrote it
I don't know how niggas manage to sleep, up
The clock radio, don't panic the streets, say
I been waiting, now hand me these
I'm simply a branch of the Slim Shady family
That will

D12 first in line to rap, I last
to put my size 9 12 in the games ass
Once I hit the roof, I on niggas like whoosh
2 bit niggas, cooks and regroup
I been fishing, just listen from one to the next
I was gangsta when rap was nothing but with the X

I sat and watched, for album, niggas flocked
Niggas from pro black to Italian, I was hot
I my fucking ass off, hoping to blast off
Now I'm to let you all see me
Like when ghost took his off
Give you more run for your ones, packing a clip

Rapper niggas come with your guns, bullshit
I'm to only give you wild shit, rap with a mild pitch
Only clever, with occasional style switch
niggas play around on the mic
That's why I'm about to lay it
the way you sound in the night B