Luyện nghe bài hát Minnesota Nice

I don't wanna be, I service you a smirk,
I wanna be, show you the way like a fly!
I don't be, you might be bad, but I'm worse,
So worse!
I don't wanna be, they call me Nice!
I wanna be, I'm staying fresh,

I'm stayin fresh to death, mother fucker, the kicks!
Pimpin 101, homes, what the is.
Man really ugly and she is worse,
Who wants to volunteer to
Me first!
like a platypus feeling like a hippo,
See the girls scream as as I step out the limo.
Just because we the same mic don't mean you nice either,
really any can be a wife beater.
go Prof flexin on 'em again.
Follow a couple gorgeous women and I 'em in.
Take 'em to the store or bar with the friends,
She'll be callin' again, you can it a win!
All I do is do it, in my Buick,
get the ... like, oh I'll do it!
I grab a couple of bars, I'm with a fist full,
Everybody are now, blow the whistle.

[Mr. Poole]
official, I've been made aware of the ratio,
Now all I about is (gears?) and fellatio.
The soul of a career on your Casio,
Control your battle and fly you off the patio,
Everybody wants off the microphone,
So they can just...and drop a on some chrome.
But I'm the beats or the trashiest,
I'm exists on the streets of Minneapolis.
And I'm the catalyst for class lyricism,
Be that your chick is blast in this in her system!
She loves that hard rhythm presentation,
Fallen rap used to crash in her basement.
This year the flash dated six five,
Head shots appear we're this joint live
And once again my man.
Now show some and shake a gentleman's hand.

Cuauhtli]
Ah, I'm like a of fresh air,
Sexy mother with that long ass hair.
I didn't to be tasteless,
thought I take a second to explain my greatness.
I'm an example of how to step game up,
Aim up, when I'm out huntin' you ducks.
Ride through my entertaining your sister,
Bass bumpin old (solberry kickers?)
I'm to tell it like a T.I. Is,
I hope you a (know?), what you know about this?
I'm so bad, like a single mommy with her hair all did,
But her is lookin' sloppy!
You stop me, broke the brakes on this Chevy,
Moving fast, try to the homies ...
It's heavy, hit the gym to take my weight up,
bigger than your block homeboy, so throw your state up.

Came up the hard way and put my up,
Now why would anybody wanna hate
Straight up, your fake pump snake blood!
Fuck you and the space you up!
My eyes are red cause my in death
I put my feet up on the table where they the bread!
and brag until my toe gets tagged,
Old men swagger with a bag!
I go one for the road, two for the encore,
Couple more make you feel like holding down floor!
You ain't a whore, cause make money,
just a bum with somebody's DNA on your tummy.
Ask peers 'bout Atmosphere,
Went to the hell and got a rap career!
Now I walk into the place with the of a John Deer,
And then you're got weird!

I wanna be, I service you with a smirk,
I don't be, show you the way like a fly!
I wanna be, you might be bad, but I'm worse,
So worse!
I wanna be, they call me Minnesota Nice!