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 I'm not the type to joke a lot
Dressed in all black never in polka dots
No other rhymes like these
I'm cool as a breeze
I'm playin' rappers out like lees
Smoother than
My are well writ
You l's this and l's that
Get off l
I don't roll with punks I roll with live guys
And we do in 325 i's
I had beef with thief named randolph
Now he's in a casket dressed up with his hands
So you better l alone
Before I reach out and touch you but not a telephone
Yo I'm the brother that you never even of beatin'
Black white or puerto
I'm gonna each and
crab mc that runs up
When a battle 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 talk that murder shit and kill time
One two one two crews I run
karate big l practice gun fu
Cause I'm a mc
I grab a mag and leave a nag leakin' activator
Step to and get shanked up
I knocked out so many teeth the tooth fairy went
And I entertain well of my brain cells
I'm naughty and callin' me shorty my name's l
Where raps are than the bahamas
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 microphones apart
I'm undefeated the stone truth
Cause battlin' me is like fightin' a gorilla in a booth
I take lives no pride
I just committed a
A punk brother died he tried
To take my but he didn't last
I out fast
I tried to bash I blast on his monkey ass (boom)
I a lot of doe
I'm quick to a foe
Even if my grandma violate she go
When I was I played with guns not a kiddy toy
I'm a ruff rugged gangsta not a pretty boy
Facts on I recite well
Everybody be like mike but wanna be like l

Big l
A-yo big to all them niggas on the corner
Doin' they ain't got no business doin'
I gotta say up to s&s, doo wop, and the bounce squad
Can't forget my peeps from brooklyn
Like box and and big sid

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

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

up let's go see our p.o.