Luyện nghe bài hát Microphone Fiend

Tha Hustla...Larsency Family...Crossover

I Fiends, Before I became a man
but cocaine wasn't part of the gameplan
I was rappin on before you cats was originated,
before autotune and bullcrap was created
When i grabbed the mic and tried to my rhymes
they said i couldn't, wouldnt let me get my shine
Cool..cuz i get upset,
I lit a dutch, a chicken to fuck and i left
to the hotel, she she likes the weed she smells
and i was rollin L L
1 after another 1 and i rolled another 1,
to much dutchies im gone need lung,
i blaze haze but i dont for nicotine,
cuz i dont smoke cigarettes, just the
im blazin, lightin up the haze and i look asian
the bud im smokin is
kush sour, and the piff it'll
have u twisted the reason i twist it
it'll get u as high if u try to mix it
than your rent bill when your gettin evicted
rhymes overflowin, imma get 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 fiend 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 your a fagget
my dj gotta microphone his name
and im with the microphone like heroine
i make the flip, you need a fix
gimme some soda, some ice, and a
i whip, til it cool, n cut with the razor i made ya,
if u fuckin with me you touch
middle fingers up fuck
I keep the weapon, get assassinated them guns up haters
see a part me at home never seen
im feinin for a microphone, imma microphone fiend
after 12, im worse dracula,
turnin pages in my rap book, i need a
intense, im convinced you terrified
you see the barrel size, u gunna die or be
by any necessary, this is what has to be done
way cuz here cass come
my dj cut material material material
n bury u
a must that i crush any mic u hand to me
its inherited, it in my family
i wrote the most rhymes, i the most raps,
but my dad could rhyme and my mom had dope
now i wanna have to pop off n bust a shot off
if you keep the stage warm, then hop off
and gentlemen, ur about to see
me the in the game imma bout to be
take it to the maximum, i cant and um
so coca on ice mixed wit yak is 1
of a the antidote and hella the damn smoke
you wanna roll a gram of the smoke but u cant u
you me crack up, u shouldv'e stacked up
those who act up to get more than clapped up
any entertainer i got 1 in the
2 take 1 and im the remainder
so close your eyes and hold ur breath
and imma squezze til theres nothing fuckin
before you go u gunna know that you've
a on the microphone, imma microphone fiend