Luyện nghe bài hát Just Clownin'

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

Not just clownin' we got
out bangin' the streets
Playas get jacked from I'm acting
y'all see WC
(Repeat)
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Now bow to the shadiest hood patrollin' west
7 figure nigga hi fi growin'
Pistol holdin' with nothing but trues
jumping out the fo' in the corduroy house
WC a G been in these streets for
loccin' since the Force MD's were singing "Tears"
Now what the a new nigga got to say to me
I was pullin' 211's when KDAY was the
1984 Lo Cali Sports
and off of jams I'm jackin' fools for
When Run DMC and Jam Master bust
we was snatchin' mothafuckas outta trucks
Raised from a crew of killers and knick kickers
never 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 we felons trying to make money at this here.

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It's the cap night grinder west rider hood ratacider
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 for the paper
Circle hit 'em up like bam
Where y'all from enemies don't act dumb
y'all know we from
It's that 15th letter 2 times the S
cut off Dickie wearing descendant from the
Steady square dumping in the where the crowd
with my flag on my head tied Aunt Jemima
But ain't nobody trippin' we all about the ends
plus I don't set trip I set trends
now after I'm givin' y'all about a year
We gone see how many grow braids in they beard.
Chorus ad libs 'til end