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 type to a lot
Dressed in all black never seen in polka
No other rhymes like these
I'm cool as a breeze
I'm rappers out like striped lees
Smoother than
My lyrics are writ
You sayin' l's this and l's
Get off l
I don't roll with punks I only roll with guys
And we do in 325 i's
I had beef this thief named randolph
Now he's in a casket dressed up with his crossed
So you better l alone
Before I out and touch you but not with a telephone
Yo I'm the brother that you even thought of beatin'
Black white or puerto
I'm gonna slaughter and
crab mc that runs up
When a battle up
Give me two up

2:
I damage all opponents as as the bell rings
Yo it's all me it's a b. i. g. l thing
The crown is still mine cause I 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
Cause I'm a mc
I a mag and leave a nag leakin' like activator
Step to this and get up
I knocked out so many the tooth fairy went bankrupt
And I well because of my brain cells
I'm naughty and stop me shorty my name's l
Where raps are hotter than the
Mcs be talkin' about breakin' jaws when they couldn't break a
With big l you can't long
So get behind me and sing cause every hero got a song

3:
The big l's back to with a phat rap
of fact black I'm puttin' harlem on the map
What's up cause I'm a stiggy
'em up and then talkin' they heart
You better believe that big l is the man that be rippin' apart
I'm undefeated that's the truth
Cause battlin' me is like fightin' a in a phone booth
I lives with no pride
I just a homicide
A punk died cause he tried
To take my cash but he didn't
I out fast
I tried to bash then I on his monkey ass (boom)
I a lot of doe
I'm to spot a foe
Even if my grandma violate she go
When I was young I played with not a kiddy toy
Cause I'm a ruff rugged not a pretty boy
on tracks I recite well
Everybody be like mike but mike wanna be l

Big l
A-yo big shots to all them on the corner
Doin' something they ain't got no business
I gotta say what's up to s&s, doo wop, and the bounce
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 yeah we gotta say what's up to the man

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