Luyện nghe bài hát Maxi Curls

I see maxi
(Yeah)
Players,
I see curls
(Yeah)
Remote control

I got skill, on my tip, now back off
Slack off, let me do
And y'all the whack off
The stereo here we go, flow and blow

Rico, South side, Latin, you're feed pattern
Black people mingle, white people, buy my
bangle, let go my steel Ego
Throwing rhymes in spirals Joe Klecko

Dolphin, now shut up
Close mouth and
You be hatin', debatin',
Ratin' latent, and

My album's love mics, tough like dirt
You get
New York City, run and
California, I switch up, on ya

Like Don Cornelius, on train
And I clip off, in rap leave a bloodstain
A pain, you would need Novocaine
off Rakim, you copy Big Daddy Kane

You know my steelo, I against a million people
Who think they equal, as Jamaican people
Fakin', funkin', you're pedigree, your is sunk in
Tonka toy of little boy, down to Roy

I'm no joke, I rap for cash and buyin' a coat
Bronx bomber, on the freak momma
Stinkin' movin', my crew is comin' through

I see curls
(Yeah)
Players,
I see curls
(Yeah)
Remote alligators

'Bout it, 'bout it, like P, makin' money G
No time for promos, get when I MC
You know my feeling, I'm dealing, tracks so real
And blackout, your format, is not appealin'

R & B can up, but can't compare to me
You oughta how, I, feel
That's wack, with book bags, packed on your
bop, my skin is black bet

Program your channels, grandkids wanna see me
Freakin' status, freakin' styles, flows
Freakin' foes, freakin' lyrics, freakin'
I a def person hear it

Duplicate you demonstrate, what I used to
Remakes I watch, your imitate
still skills to pay bills
Creative sauce, out, I'm your boss

On Panasonic like Steve, bionic
You get to workin', head bop, you not jerkin'
You be out for danger, in my Ranger
You think I'm bugged man? With Cat woman, like a

Packed with speed, level Reed
Steelo jets and Bill Blass rockets
In pockets, damagin' your brain sockets

I see maxi
(Yeah)
Players,
I see maxi
(Yeah)
Remote alligators

Like Mobile, up shop in Alabama
For proper grammar, my style Arm &
Strong computer, like Roto Rooter
Fools critics they mimic, copy,

get hurt, you blockhead, try to stop me
Digital thinkin', you're blinkin', sinkin'
Old Mod Squad, you rap like Lincoln
Sideburns turned, you ringworm

A heavy virus, worser than,
Schizophrenic like ten people out the
Yankee uptown, you can't win the pennant
I do construction, you up your whole production

Your lips are ready, girl has a nice suction
Pack her bags pack her pack her bags right
Pack her bags pack her bags her bags left
style is A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P, Q, R, S

Don't test, I taught you how to get your
You put my style on reels
You uptown, claimin' my sound
Get back, down

I see curls
(Yeah)
Players,
I see maxi
(Yeah)
Remote control

I see curls
(Yeah)
Players,
I see maxi
(Yeah)
control alligators

Maxi curl,
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