Luyện nghe bài hát Lemme Hear Somethin Else

Aiyyo my wrist stay froze (Lemme hear else)
Aiyyo I fuck mad hoes (Yo lemme hear else)
I'm a big dog with big dough (Won't you say else)
Yo man you fuckin up my flow (You ain't got else)
Man I got somethin (So lemme hear somethin else)
My chain got bagette (Won't you do somethin else)
I rhymes with perfect timing (You could try somethin else)
Yeah you stop me from shinin (I'll spit it myself)

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I'm on my way to ASCAP so I can pick up my
I ran into a nigga tryna hit me with flows
He didn't I had a mind to just bloody his nose
And let the blood down on his white clothes

Chhhh..
Nigga! You don't cipher with me
My name ain't Pakman for nothin, I'm gobblin
Chhhh..

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Damn yo, I wasn't even tryna take it
hear somethin in the ear nigga, make it clear
He started on about pushin a big Benz
How he jig, and smoked chronic up with his friends
He doin it big and got unlimited
I just met the nigga, I seen him walkin up his mens
Stop frontin shorty, lemme tell you 'bout the game
a thin line, from being wack to spittin flames
You gotta represent when you be writin lines
be a FUCKIN millionaire in every one of ya rhymes
I'ma let you in but yo you gotta be quick
I go, and the shit you spittin nigga, better be slick
He started busy, I was noddin my head
he fucked it all up and said some shit that I said
Stopped rhymin 'cause he he shouldn't have said that verse
stupid as fuck, for that nigga it was the worst
Yo, how you gonna and try to be top shelf
Better get ya act together, lemme hear somethin

I you more grievance than a nigga possessed by demons
on ceilings, chasin white lot speedin
Like Tony Soprano, meetings
With a psychologist about his emotional
and his dealings
He even talked about how to make out of orange peelings
Pink cookies in a bag gettin crushed by a buildin
was cool until puked it
With ill cannibalistic, instincts
Instant lyrical fitness, you handle the distance?
You don't have enough
The man who gives resistance,
sinks the quickest, it's physics
I get "Southernplayalistic" and pimp
Put my big dick in they and smear they lipstick
here you stank bitch!
Tell ya man if he spit a hundred bars
I'ma him in his big lips
Spit quick, like 6B stick-shift
Bitch is equipped with a flipswitch
If you hate me, why you recreate me
With those that me and emulate me?
They about me so distastefully lately
But that never break me, they me
Me and the Killer P, and P-A-C get with G-A-T's
I'm a B-E-A-S-T, you don't wanna me
I do Mach 1 over a
No if's, A-N-D's, or
A hundred bars ain't SHIT for a emcee
THE FUCK UP! You should be ashamed of yourself
I ain't heard nothin I felt, lemme hear somethin