Luyện nghe bài hát Let 'em Have It 'l'

Settin' it off it off (whatever) (x4)
(let 'em it l) what?
(give it to 'em l) (x3)
(let 'em it)

1:
A-yo I'm serious I'm not the to joke a lot
Dressed in all black seen in polka dots
No other writes like these
I'm as a light breeze
I'm playin' rappers out like lees
than velvet
My are well writ
You l's this and l's that
Get off l
I don't roll with punks I only roll with guys
And we do in 325 i's
I had with this thief named randolph
Now he's in a casket dressed up his hands crossed
So you better l alone
I reach out and touch you but not with a telephone
Yo I'm the brother that you never even thought of
Black white or rican
I'm gonna each and
crab mc that runs up
When a battle up
me two thumbs up

2:
I damage all opponents as soon as the rings
Yo it's all about me it's a b. i. g. l
The crown is still cause I drop ill rhymes
A lot of rappers talk that shit and couldn't kill time
One two one two crews I run
Fuck karate big l gun fu
I'm a mc assassinator
I grab a mag and leave a nag leakin' like
Step to this and get up
I knocked out so many teeth the tooth fairy went
And I entertain well because of my brain
I'm naughty and stop me shorty my name's l
Where are hotter than the bahamas
Mcs be talkin' about breakin' when they couldn't break a promise
With big l you can't swing
So get behind me and sing cause every got a theme song

3:
The big l's back to attack with a rap
Matter of fact black I'm harlem on the map
What's up I'm a stiggy star
Breakin' 'em up and then talkin' heart
You believe that big l is the man that be rippin' microphones apart
I'm undefeated that's the truth
battlin' me is like fightin' a gorilla in a phone booth
I take lives with no
I committed a homicide
A punk brother cause he tried
To take my cash but he didn't
I out fast
I tried to then I blast on his monkey ass (boom)
I a lot of doe
I'm quick to a foe
Even if my grandma she gotta go
When I was young I with guns not a kiddy toy
Cause I'm a ruff rugged gangsta not a boy
Facts on I recite well
Everybody be like mike but mike be like l

Big l
big shots to all them niggas on the corner
Doin' something they ain't got no business
I gotta say what's up to s&s, doo wop, and the squad
forget my peeps from brooklyn youknowhati'msayin'?
Like box and and big sid

A-yo l you must be b
You didn't even let me say up to my hoes b

Big l:
Oh we gotta say what's up to the hoes man

up let's go see our p.o.