Luyện nghe bài hát Microphone

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

Too many 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 a joint, it's like 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' when she her emotions up

Too many enemies and no
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 to get dope
Y'all wait for the transporter to get back

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

I be fuckin' around on that microphone
When I'm kickin' them flows on microphone
The illest nigga that's holdin' that
I put my and my soul in that microphone
I put it down on microphone
Turn up the motherfuckin' sound on microphone

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

Groupies Crooked I on the microphone
James Brown I'm a die on the microphone
Too rappers need to leave this mic alone
They on the bullshit that Mike was on

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

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

Fuck props, nigga this a different
Listen this hear me spittin' think a pissing contest
I'm in it for power, if try to stop me
They better off usin' a pole to reel in the Lock Ness

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

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

Too critics tend to be silly
Too many frogs go rabbit but leave lilies
I get it poppin' a ineen milli
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 their man, I'm they quick easily
None of you kids spit
You body my is like a thick bitch leavin' me

Ha ha, too many fantasies and no
Too many claimin' insanity and they so
than wack Scooby Snack lack flow game
Rappers everything I do be crack cocaine

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

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

I see a bunch of me's, micro clones
Too 20 milligram Vic's I'm on
Killed the web, it don't matter what you on
Save his mouth 'fore runnin' off
I tell 'em bridge or a tunnel, give a how I come across

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

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

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

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

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