Luyện nghe bài hát Microphone Fiend

Tha Hustla...Larsency Family...Crossover

I serve Fiends, I became a man
but sellin cocaine part of the gameplan
I was on stages before you cats was originated,
before autotune and that was created
i grabbed the mic and tried to spit my rhymes
they said i couldn't, they wouldnt let me get my
Cool..cuz i get upset,
I lit a dutch, found a chicken to fuck and i
to the hotel, she said she the weed she smells
and i was L after L
1 after after another 1 and i another 1,
to much dutchies im gone need lung,
i haze but i dont fiend for nicotine,
cuz i smoke cigarettes, just the green
im blazin, lightin up the haze and dont i asian
the bud im is amazin
sour, grandfather and the piff it'll
have u twisted the reason i twist it
get u twice as high if u try to mix it
higher than your rent bill when your gettin
rhymes overflowin, get dough and,
im si i guess thats why my rhymes coincide..
with my thoughts in god, i gotta thank him that he kept me
the invincible microphone thats me
cassidy, no match for me
E-F-F-E-C-T, i my R-E-S-P-E-C-T
cuz cass is a problem, i gotta it
and your retarded plus a fagget
my dj gotta microphone his name
and im dope with the microphone heroine
i make the bass flip, you a fix
gimme soda, some ice, and a brick
i whip, wait til it cool, n cut with the razor i ya,
if u fuckin with me you touch
middle fingers up haters
I keep the weapon, get assassinated when them guns up
see a part me people at home seen
when im feinin for a microphone, imma fiend
12, im worse than dracula,
turnin in my rap book, i need a spatula
intense, im convinced you terrified
you see the barrel size, u gunna die or be
by any means necessary, this is what has to be
make way cuz here come
my dj cut material material material
n he'll u
it's a must that i crush any mic u to me
its inherited, it runs in my
i wrote the most rhymes, i wrote the raps,
but my dad rhyme and my mom had dope raps
now i dont wanna have to pop off n bust a off
if you keep the stage warm, then hop off
ladies and gentlemen, ur to see
me the best in the game bout to be
take it to the maximum, i cant and um
so cola on ice mixed wit yak is 1
hell of a the antidote and hella the damn
you roll a gram of the smoke but u cant u broke
you makin me up, u shouldv'e stacked up
who act up need to get more than clapped up
any entertainer i got 1 in the
2 away 1 and im the remainder
so close eyes and hold ur fuckin breath
and imma squezze til nothing fuckin left
before you go u gunna know you've seen
a on the microphone, imma microphone fiend