Luyện nghe bài hát Just Clownin'

(Talking) again...It's the jankiest the jankiest
Still gettin' my on walk on
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One of the G'est WSC
One about the Feds on camera with the folded
It's me the G you be a Nighttrain sipper
two fingers split get her once again I bring her
Skip skip throw it up throw it up give it up or get up
swole up I told ya 'bout this Maad Circle Soldier
Allstars locs khakis and linens
the OG Godfather the blue feather in it
The shadiest nigga crackin' who got the sack and
nigga what they 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
Since a rook I did everything in the
Puttin' those thangs on ya like bing bing I get ya
Loc this rap game ready for a real cap nigga

Not just clownin' we got
still out the streets
Playas get from thinkin' I'm acting
y'all see WC
(Repeat)
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Now bow to the shadiest patrollin' west rollin'
7 figure nigga hi fi growin'
Pistol holdin' with nothing but trues
jumping out the fo' in the corduroy shoes
WC a G been in streets for years
been loccin' since the MD's were singing "Tears"
Now what the a new nigga got to say to me
I was pullin' 211's when was the Beat
1984 Lo Cali Sports
and off of I'm jackin' fools for Filas
Run DMC and Jam Master first bust
we was mothafuckas outta Nissan trucks
Raised from a crew of real killers and kickers
that ran on ya but was quick to put them hands on ya
(Talking) Ha ha Man y'all better us out quick
Ain't no here we felons trying to make money at this here.

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