Luyện nghe bài hát Malcom X

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

D-12, worst fucking rap group (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 story how it happened
D-12 though, y'all better quit like that wadn't my man too
Like I was disrespect him or somethin', I was tryna disrespect y'all
that's what I'm doin' (gun-loading sound) from here on 'n
My new name from now on, even call me Royce Da 5'9" no mo'
Call me Malcolm X, 'cause e'rybody in the city kill me (*gun shooting sounds*)
I'm Malcolm X now haha, we see who goin, I ain't goin nowhere motherfucker
We gon' see, who against me, nigga I'm mad (BITCH)
Haha, yeah, only 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 like y'all write y'all rhymes motherfuckin' crayons, BITCHES

Da 5'9"]
Yeah, what rap I gotta snatch up out the game (bitch)
Who must I smack for my name?
Somebody gon' die, it's YOU
You fit Bizarre's body in my shoes
Niggaz quick to talk all hood I pop up
Plus, you just act cause Suge got locked up
I am y'all, when you droppin your raps to diss me
I recognize the top of your hats
And I don't like Proof punk-ass, he think he
He keep niggaz with him, cause he weak as fuck!
I ever catch you by yourself, I'ma you up
Snatch your little cheap-ass chain and you up
You better hope you and the white boy keep in
And be a good hype man, or your lease is up
Since Slim signed 50, I don't see your as much
good, cause you got a grill like a fuckin truck!
DAMN HOMIE, history, over, hang it up
Go and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK
You speak you late, y'all prolly go up to them awards
and get yo' ass by B2K
I just wish would stop tellin' everybody he ain't speakin' to me
Like I'm one of his or somethin'
How 'bout this, I ain't speakin to you,
And I'ma keep on your weak ass crew
You, BITCH, you a fat stutterin fuck
You a joke, I choke whoever you up
I've been ridin by house, you don't come out too much
You hidin, when I you I'ma snatch you out of that front
and tie your fat stankin ass to your couch and
FEED YOU, you look like you about to bust
Nigga you can run or hide; I'll be on porch
a cheeseburger tryin to lure you outside!
'Cause in it, Bizarre say G-g-g-g-g-g-unit
I bet you throw extra "g's" in it
Just like a stutterin' can't reach intelligence
He when he raps, 'cause he got a speach impediment
You, BITCH, Porky's pig and tomb
to dig his own grave with a fork and spoon
You, BITCH, and Swifty please
Give it a year, both a be rakin' 50's leaves
What do I know, that other nigga got in your group
I don't know his name, but he can shovel my snow
You, BITCH, face it I gave it to y'all
My lil' sister got six puppies that's than y'all (barking sounds)
Niggaz is startin' the I'm 'bout to end with the quickness
I'm to end this quicker than Bizarre can finish a biscuit
Quicker quick shit, y'all ain't felt the half
than Eminem can pinch Elton's ass
Don't 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 dukes and don't swing like Fred G.? Sanford
I be motherfuckers scratch they heads when I rhyme
lil' niggaz scratch ya heads then rhyme, go play;
you lil punk ass niggaz, y'all can and yell all you want
I feel I'm battlin' Keenan & Kel
You, BITCH, none o' y'all can put in the card to
Paul better me, like he called Benzino
Matter o' fact, I might do a song with Ray
Sign Murder Inc. and hit you with a song again

We beat yo' ass DOWN (4x)

[Royce
I don't even want you lil' to think I'm mad
Y'all lil' are Ninja Turtles, you're nothing
Nothin', you not on my level, I will beat yo ass nigga
Tre Little, it on

[Tre
Tre Little, the baby gorrilla, I'm just guy
I'm 5'6", got lines, shit that high, I'm ridin'
FUCK you and your appeal
I yo' head into blue 'n yellow +Purple Hills+
I bet you whatever that beats my family
Eminem, Nelly said that he'll eat you candy
did you do, got on the phone and called him up
You don't wanna talk to Royce, but you to Puff
You, BITCH, yo' crew some hoes
I hit you harder than that white that broke your nose
You and Royce can squash this with one
Step around your security and talk to that man
I you backin' yo' crew, but this my brother
Anythin' that happen to him, gonna happen to you
And I don't give a fuck for that, nigga, do life
I advise you to stop; yo' don't buy you stripes
Only thing that money brings is niggaz and problems
Followed by niggaz who 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 lookin' ass, nigga, my style is
What producer you ever know good for album filler

We gon' beat yo' ass (2x)

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

Little talking]
Yea you add water and ass motherfuckers, what y'all thought
My here ain't have no backbone?
Nigga, it's on when I see
Proof the fuck you thinkin' of nigga, this cash boy
Need the white boy to get started ass niggaz
Fuck y'all hoes, I told I ain't like that motherfucka
Faggots, I smack the shit any one o' y'all niggaz
Sell my one nigga
the fuck y'all thought nigga y'all'll get bought bitch
Street y'all motherfuckers hate it
Learn how to flow bein' mad y'all bitches
Trick, trick, when I catch yo' bitch ass, yea
Asked about cash nigga, you to yo' doom
You'll end up click boom, bitch
Rock City motherfucker,
Get the bitch, or get the hollows motherfucker
It's Cash Bitch
Big

Talkin]
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