Luyện nghe bài hát Last Of A Dying Breed

Oww, Luda!
I done killed so many niggaz in the booth I sell on eBay
Cause every one of my verses been like replays
Speakers get blown like candles on yo'
Cause Luda's catalog got mo' records 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, straight to the
I slung 'em out my trunk like the D.C. sniper

And six later you'll deposit every word
'Til your memory bank me the credit I deserve
Top 5, damn right! But it just hit me
three 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 future if you for the moment?
Hip-Hop die, I never offer my condolence
But offer y'all a day of atonement, cause

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

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

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

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

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

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

Oww, they say O'Reilly don't like him,
Oprah won't invite him,
The president denounced him no one will him, no!
Controversial lyrics I'm cryin' for help
I'm very talented, but I should be 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 channels, y'all could kiss my ass!

And if I dish it I take it, fix it if you break it
hit rock bottom and I'm still gon' make it, why?
Cause I'm a hustler, natural survivor
of a gangsta, I put that on my father

YouTube or Google me, it up and play it
Cause many people it, I just had the balls to say it, what?
And risk 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 dyin'
And we almost extinct, so I'm it loud
Say it with me, MC means move the
Say it with me, MC means the crowd
Say it me, MC means move the crowd
M-MC means move, means move, means, the crowd