Luyện nghe bài hát Microphone

The mic, the
The mic, the
The mic, the
The mic, the
The mic

Too Indians and no chiefs
I pull out the pistol when I pull no
I'm the blueprint, I have your
Lookin' like they was designed by bullet and shoe prints

When I bless a joint, it's Spock
up in the spot and grabbed the beat by the pressure point
I got the voc in touch, I my bitch
I'm a give up drinkin' she give her emotions up

Too many and no killers
Too many that hate but know squealers, I get stacks
I hard with the click-clack, that Antarctica wrist wrap
I spit crack for yard niggaz to get
Y'all gotta wait for the to get back

So who's the illest? What you 'bout?
Die Hard you Bruce Willis when I shoot to kill it
Too many guys, not enough good guys
The way you say pussy in plural is

I don't be fuckin' around on microphone
When I'm kickin' them flows on microphone
The illest nigga that's that microphone
I put my and my soul in that microphone
I put it down on microphone
Turn up the sound on that microphone

But turn it down if you on that microphone
Lame niggaz shouldn't speak on that
My ultrasounds me holdin' a microphone
That's on my momma, I was born a microphone

Groupies love I on the microphone
Like Brown I'm a die on the microphone
Too many rappers need to leave this mic
They on the same that Mike was on

You're at the unseen, missin' and to the unheard
I kill career with one word Slaughterhouse
verbally flirtin' with murder, you got some nerve
I lift your skirt a young perv knock 'em out

We the mob, who need a job?
Plus I'm so fly Derek Fisher I need a lob
Too many in industry I need to rob
And if niggaz made you obese, I be The Blob

props, nigga this a different conquest
Listen this hear me spittin' think it's a contest
I'm in it for power, if cowards try to me
They better off usin' a fishin' pole to reel in the Ness

Yes, I got a barrel that'll wussies
If you are what you eat, how come I'm not
You lil' niggaz better come off that
I'm but I'm dumb on that microphone

Don't bother, you'll be done on that microphone
I a father to a son on that microphone
I'm a in the slum on that microphone
And tell his R's I don't need no

Too critics tend to be silly
Too many frogs go rabbit but never leave
I get it poppin' like a ineen
Now I'm havin' a whale of a good time, I'm a Free

Y'all lip singers take a pic, click, really
Fans, who man, I'm they quick pick easily
None of you kids spit
You body my verse is like a thick leavin' me

Ha ha, too many and no fame
Too many claimin' and they so sane
Less than Scooby Snack lack flow game
Rappers everything I do be that cocaine

Your career is doobie wraps, Joe name
In any one of them say hello to the hearses
Too many monkey see, monkey
I pigs on my tail like Punky Brewster

know I get it in on that microphone
Y'all don't know to begin on that microphone
I don't see how y'all could win on that
A pioneer, I set trends on that
Decide who you wan' be on that

I see a bunch of lil' me's, micro
Too many 20 Vic's I'm on
Killed the web, it don't what site you on
Save his mouth 'fore he's off
I tell 'em or a tunnel, give a fluck how I come across

All these be tough guys, son is soft
Gun go off, havin' like a good show, just 'em off
Treat old-timers fags who drop the soap
They mic got Alzheimer's, forgot they was dope

Too dogs, not enough barkin' yet
Too many blueprints, not architects
ain't started yet, still every bar's a mess
Fuck record sales or who the machine markets

I'm the last motherfucker that y'all should
I'm the sharp shooter, you the nigga I next
Too many frontin' like that fly
Reach it 'cause we set the bar that
(Fool)

I be fuckin' around on that microphone
You niggaz shouldn't speak on that microphone
You lil' niggaz need to off that microphone
know I get it in on that microphone

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