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

Settin' it off it off (whatever) (x4)
(let 'em have it l)
(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 light
I'm playin' rappers out striped lees
Smoother than
My lyrics are well
You sayin' l's this and l's
Get off l
I don't with punks I only roll with live guys
And we do in 325 i's
I had beef with this thief named
Now in a casket dressed up with his hands crossed
So you better leave l
Before I reach out and touch you but not with a
Yo I'm the that you never even thought of beatin'
Black or puerto rican
I'm slaughter each and
Every crab mc that up
a battle comes up
Give me two up

2:
I damage all as soon as the bell rings
Yo it's all about me a b. i. g. l thing
The is still mine cause I drop ill rhymes
A lot of rappers that murder shit and couldn't kill time
One two one two crews I run
Fuck big l practice gun fu
I'm a mc assassinator
I grab a mag and leave a nag leakin' like
Step to and get shanked up
I knocked out so many the tooth fairy went bankrupt
And I entertain well of my brain cells
I'm naughty and stop callin' me my name's l
Where are hotter than the bahamas
Mcs be about breakin' jaws when they couldn't break a promise
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 attack with a rap
Matter of fact I'm puttin' harlem on the map
What's up I'm a stiggy star
Breakin' 'em up and then they heart
You better that big l is the man that be rippin' microphones apart
I'm undefeated that's the truth
Cause battlin' me is like fightin' a gorilla in a phone
I lives with no pride
I just a homicide
A punk died cause he tried
To take my but he didn't last
I pulled out
I to bash then I blast on his monkey ass (boom)
I a lot of doe
I'm quick to a foe
if my grandma violate she gotta go
When I was young I played guns not a kiddy toy
Cause I'm a ruff rugged gangsta not a boy
Facts on I recite well
be like mike but mike 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 from brooklyn youknowhati'msayin'?
box and herb and big sid

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

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

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