Luyện nghe bài hát Just Clownin'

(Talking) Back again...It's the jankiest the
Still my stalk on walk on
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One of the G'est WSC
One about the Feds on camera with the bandanna
It's me the G you be a seein' Nighttrain
two fingers split I'ma get her once I bring her
Skip skip throw it up it up give it up or get rolled up
swole up thought I told ya 'bout Maad Circle Soldier
Allstars locs pieces and linens
the OG with the blue feather in it
The shadiest nigga what's crackin' who got the and
nigga what they goin' for on the floor
Make way for the loccest cutthroat with a beard as Moses
walkin' through yo and striking penitentiary poses
A straight vet Connect is my set
Since a rook I did everything in the
Puttin' thangs on ya like bing bing when I get ya
Loc this rap ain't ready for a real cap nigga

Not just clownin' we got
out bangin' the streets
Playas get jacked from thinkin' I'm
y'all see WC
(Repeat)
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Now bow to the shadiest hood patrollin' west
7 figure still hi fi growin'
Pistol bailin' with nothing but trues
out the fo' in the corduroy house shoes
WC a G been in these streets for
been loccin' since the Force were singing "Tears"
Now what the a new nigga got to say to me
I was pullin' when KDAY was the Beat
1984 Lo Sports Arena
and off of jams I'm jackin' for Filas
When Run DMC and Jam Master first
we was snatchin' mothafuckas outta trucks
Raised from a crew of real and knick kickers
that ran on ya but was quick to put them hands on ya
(Talking) Ha ha Man y'all better figure us out
Ain't no rappers here we felons trying to make at this here.

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It's the cap peeler night grinder west rider ratacider
4 7 all day everyday
4 hittin' corners in a rag Chevrolet
Started out nada before I turned rich I to do it for free
but now I ride for the
Circle hit 'em up like bam
Where y'all from them don't act dumb
know where we from
It's that letter 2 times with the S
cut off wearing descendant from the West
Steady square dumping in the where the crowd
my flag on my head tied Aunt Jemima style
But ain't nobody trippin' we all about the ends
plus fool I set trip I set trends
now after this I'm givin' about a year
We gone see how many grow braids in they beard.
Chorus ad libs 'til end