Luyện nghe bài hát It's Tuesday (Intro)

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

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

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

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

D12 in line to rap, I came last
'Bout to put my 9 12 in the games ass
I hit the roof, I swoop on niggas like whoosh
2 bit niggas, cooks and figures
I fishing, just listen from one track to the next
I was when rap was nothing but that's with the X

I sat and watched, album for album, niggas
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 ghost took his mask off
Give you more run for your ones, packing a full

Rapper niggas come your guns, don't bullshit
I'm to only give you wild shit, rap with a mild pitch
clever, with that occasional style switch
Ya'll niggas play on the mic
That's why I'm to lay it down
Savor the way you in the night B