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 dots
No writes rhymes like these
I'm as a light breeze
I'm playin' rappers out striped lees
than velvet
My lyrics are well
You sayin' l's and l's that
Get off l
I don't roll with punks I only roll with live
And we do in 325 i's
I had beef with this named randolph
Now he's in a dressed up with his hands crossed
So you better l alone
Before I reach out and touch you but not with a
Yo I'm the brother that you never even thought of
white or puerto rican
I'm slaughter each and
Every mc that runs up
When a battle up
me two thumbs up

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

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

Big l
A-yo big shots to all 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
Can't forget my peeps from brooklyn
box and herb and big sid

A-yo l you be buggin' b
You didn't let me say what's up to my hoes b

Big l:
Oh yeah we gotta say up to the hoes man

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