Luyện nghe bài hát Malcom X

[Royce
yo, yo, this is a J-dogg

D-12, worst fucking rap ever (You ready?)

Royce Da 5'9" would like to apologize to the family of my Bugz
for lettin' that line leak out the radio, it was a long story how it
though, y'all better quit actin' like that wadn't my man too
Like I was tryna him or somethin', I was tryna disrespect y'all
'Cause that's what I'm (gun-loading sound) from here on 'n
My new name from now on, don't even call me Da 5'9" no mo'
Call me Malcolm X, e'rybody in the city wanna kill me (*gun shooting sounds*)
I'm Malcolm X now haha, we gon' see who goin, I ain't goin nowhere
We gon' see, e'rybody who me, nigga I'm mad (BITCH)
Haha, yeah, there's one problem
you motherfuckers breathe on the mic
It's a motherfuckin' lie nigga, nobody you (*echoes*)

We gon' beat yo' ass (2x)

Y'all niggaz sound y'all write y'all rhymes with motherfuckin' crayons, BITCHES

Da 5'9"]
Yeah, what rap crew I gotta snatch up out the (bitch)
Who I smack for sayin my name?
Somebody gon' die, it's YOU
You couldn't fit body in my shoes
Niggaz quick to talk all hood I pop up
Plus, you just act tough Suge got locked up
I am above y'all, when you droppin raps to diss me
I only recognize the top of hats
And I don't like Proof punk-ass, he think he
He keep thirty with him, cause he weak as fuck!
I catch you by yourself, I'ma fuck you up
your little cheap-ass chain and piece you up
You better hope you and the white boy keep in
And be a little hype man, or your lease is up
Since Slim signed 50, I don't see your as much
That's good, cause you got a grill like a truck!
DAMN HOMIE, history, over, hang it up
Go and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK
You speak you late, y'all prolly gon' go up to awards
and get yo' ass by B2K
I just wish Eminem would stop tellin' everybody he ain't to me
Like I'm one of his hoes or
How 'bout this, I speakin to you, chump
And keep pickin on your weak ass crew
You, BITCH, Bizarre you a fat stutterin
You a joke, I choke buttered you up
I've been by your house, you don't come out too much
You hidin, when I find you I'ma snatch you out of that
and tie your fat stankin ass to your couch and
FEED YOU, you already like you about to bust
Nigga you can run or I'll be on your porch
with a tryin to lure you outside!
'Cause he's in it, Bizarre say
I bet you throw some "g's" in it
Just like a stutterin' can't reach intelligence
He sweats he raps, 'cause he got a speach impediment
You, BITCH, pig and Porky's tomb
About to dig his own grave with a and spoon
You, BITCH, Denaun and please
Give it a year, a y'all be rakin' 50's leaves
What do I know, that other nigga y'all got in group
I don't even know his name, but he can my snow
You, BITCH, let's face it I gave it to
My lil' sister got six that's braver than y'all (barking sounds)
Niggaz is startin' the beef I'm 'bout to end the quickness
I'm 'bout to end this quicker Bizarre can finish a biscuit
Quicker than quick shit, y'all ain't the half
Quicker than Eminem can pinch ass
call me, I ain't ready to squash it yet, kiss my ASS
I don't wanna talk to Hex, I am so sick I should be compared to
Y'all throw up your dukes and don't swing like G.? Sanford
I be makin' motherfuckers scratch they when I rhyme
Y'all lil' niggaz scratch ya heads then rhyme, go
you lil punk ass niggaz, y'all can and yell all you want
I like I'm battlin' Keenan & Kel
You, BITCH, none o' y'all can put in the card to
Paul better call me, like he called
Matter o' fact, I might even do a song Ray
with Murder Inc. and hit you with a song again

We gon' beat yo' ass (4x)

talking]
I don't want you lil' punks to think I'm mad
lil' niggaz are Ninja Turtles, you're nothing
Nothin', you not on my level, I will beat yo ass nigga
Tre Little, it on

Little]
Tre Little, the gorrilla, I'm just that guy
I'm 5'6", got stacked lines, that high, I'm ridin'
you and your commercial appeal
I turn yo' head into blue 'n yellow +Purple
I bet you whatever that nobody beats my
Eminem, said that he'll eat you like candy
did you do, got on the phone and called him up
You don't wanna talk to Royce, but you talk to
You, BITCH, yo' crew local hoes
I hit you harder than that white girl that broke your
You and Royce can squash with one talk
Step around from security and talk to that man
I understand you yo' crew, but this my brother
Anythin' happen to him, somethin' gonna happen to you
And I don't give a fuck for that, nigga, I'll do
I you to stop; yo' money don't buy you stripes
Only thing that money brings is fake and problems
Followed by who hate fake niggaz and rob 'em
But you niggaz is WACK; Denaun stab you
So times, I'ma feel bad when you collapse!
You niggaz is so BITCH you make me to my stomach
beat that you ever made sound like it was missin' somethin'
Timbaland ass, nigga, my style is realer
What producer you know only good for album filler

We gon' yo' ass DOWN (2x)

[Royce
You!, Yea, ass niggaz, yea we in the streets now too, nigga
Big Homie's out nigga, up

[Tre Little
Yea you add and stir ass motherfuckers, what y'all thought
My brother here ain't no backbone?
Nigga, it's on I see y'all
Proof what the you thinkin' of nigga, this cash boy
Need the white boy to get started ass niggaz
Fuck y'all hoes, I told Royce I like that motherfucka
Faggots, I smack the shit any one o' y'all niggaz
my bill one nigga
What the fuck thought nigga y'all'll get bought bitch
Street orientated; y'all hate it
Learn how to flow stop bein' mad y'all
Trick, trick, when I catch yo' bitch ass, yea
Asked about nigga, you comin' to yo' doom
You'll end up like boom, bitch
City motherfucker, regardless
Get the point bitch, or get the motherfucker
It's Flow Bitch
Big

[Royce
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