Luyện nghe bài hát Just Clownin'

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

Not clownin' we got thousands
still out bangin' the
Playas get jacked from I'm acting
can't see WC
(Repeat)
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Now bow to the shadiest patrollin' west rollin'
7 nigga 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 MD's were "Tears"
Now the fuck a new nigga got to say to me
I was pullin' 211's when was the Beat
Lo Cali Sports Arena
and off of jams I'm fools for Filas
When Run DMC and Jam Master first
we was snatchin' mothafuckas outta Nissan
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 figure us out quick
Ain't no rappers here we felons to make money at this here.

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It's the cap peeler night grinder west rider hood
Deuce 4 7 all day
4 hittin' corners in a rag Chevrolet
Started out nada before I turned I used to do it for free
but now I ride for the
Maad hit 'em up like bam
Where y'all them enemies don't act dumb
y'all where we from
that 15th letter 2 times with the S
cut off Dickie descendant from the West
square dumping in the center where the crowd
with my flag on my head tied Aunt Jemima
But ain't nobody trippin' cause we all the ends
plus fool I don't set I set trends
now this I'm givin' y'all about a year
We see how many niggas grow braids in they beard.
Chorus with ad libs end