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 to joke a lot
Dressed in all black seen in polka dots
No other writes rhymes like
I'm cool as a breeze
I'm playin' out like striped lees
Smoother than
My lyrics are 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 dressed up with his hands crossed
So you leave l alone
Before I reach out and you but not with a telephone
Yo I'm the brother that you never thought of beatin'
Black white or rican
I'm gonna each and
Every mc that runs up
When a battle up
me two thumbs up

2:
I damage all as soon as the bell rings
Yo it's all me it's 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 I run through
Fuck karate big l gun fu
Cause I'm a mc
I grab a mag and leave a nag like activator
Step to and get shanked up
I knocked out so teeth the tooth fairy went bankrupt
And I entertain because 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' when they couldn't break a promise
With big l you swing long
So get behind me and sing every hero got a theme song

3:
The big l's back to attack with a rap
Matter of fact black I'm puttin' on the map
What's up cause I'm a star
Breakin' 'em up and then they heart
You better that big l is the man that be rippin' microphones apart
I'm undefeated the stone truth
Cause battlin' me is like fightin' a gorilla in a phone
I lives with no pride
I committed a homicide
A punk brother died he tried
To take my 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 violate she gotta go
I was young I played with guns not a kiddy toy
Cause I'm a ruff rugged not a pretty boy
Facts on I recite well
Everybody be like mike but mike wanna be l

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

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