Luyện nghe bài hát Last Of A Dying Breed

Oww, Luda!
I done killed so many niggaz in the booth I sell rappers on
Cause one of my verses been instant like replays
Speakers get blown like on yo' B-day
Luda's catalog got mo' records than the DJ

The bank yells "mayday" cause every day's a
I put it on tape and I'll sell it like Ray J
But not out the sto', nope, to the buyer
Cause I slung 'em out my like the D.C. sniper

And six albums later you'll deposit word
'Til your bank gives me the credit I deserve
Top 5, damn right! But really it hit me
That of yo' top 5's too scared to fuck with me

So how can I if you don't give me no opponents?
How can you see the if you livin' for the moment?
couldn't die, I never offer my condolence
But I'll offer a day of atonement, cause

I'm a to the death, so I got what you need
Ludacris, I'm the last of a dyin'
And we extinct, so I'm sayin' it loud
Say it with me, MC move the crowd
Say it with me, MC means move the
Say it me, MC means move the crowd
M-MC means move, means move, means, the crowd

I got it baby, and I'm an MC, I move the like Moses
Like the Red Sea I wear red like
Go me and you'll be dead like roses
Spittin' at head full of bread like toasters

Never had a holster, I it on my lap
And hip-hop ain't dead, it had a heart attack
But you see I keep it pumpin', I got that heart back
So just call me Carter, or Little Cardiac

Precious like an artifact, like a quarterback
Hannibal they call me Jack, throwback like a Starter hat
Now how did he thought of I mean how did he think of that?
I how did I think of that? Now like a rental, bring it back

I mean how did I think of I sit by myself sometimes
should throw me a surprise party for every rhyme
Every I do it, I do it dirty like swine
For the and fine, hip-hop, I'm alive!

I'm a lyricist to the death and I got what you
Weezy F, the of a dyin' breed
And we almost extinct, so I'm it loud
Say it with me, MC means move the
Say it me, MC means move the crowd
Say it with me, MC move the crowd
means move, means move, means, m-m-move the crowd

Oww, they say O'Reilly don't like him,
Oprah invite him, nope
The president him no one will announce him, no!
Controversial lyrics I'm cryin' for help
I'm very talented, but I be ashamed of myself

But this is my art, art, is my music
I'm speakin' from the heart, hit and I'll lose it!
Bite my tongue for no one, I'll put you on
So all the news channels, could kiss my ass!

And if I dish it I could it, fix it if you break it
Could hit rock bottom and I'm still gon' it, why?
Cause I'm a born hustler, natural
Seed of a gangsta, I put on my father

or Google me, turn it up and play it
Cause many people think it, I had the balls to say it, what?
And losin' everything, I stand for the weak
Plus I live for my of speech, cause

I'm a lyricist to the death, so I got you need
Ludacris, I'm the last of a breed
And we almost extinct, so I'm it loud
Say it with me, MC means the crowd
Say it with me, MC move the crowd
Say it with me, MC means move the
M-MC means move, means move, means, m-m-move the