Luyện nghe bài hát Minnesota Nice

I don't be, I service you with a smirk,
I wanna 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!
I wanna be, I'm staying fresh,

I'm stayin fresh to death, mother fucker, the kicks!
Pimpin 101, homes, the lesson is.
Man you're really and she is worse,
Who to volunteer to leave?
Me first!
Smelling a platypus feeling like a hippo,
See the girls scream as soon as I out the limo.
Just because we share the same mic mean you nice either,
any shirt can be a wife beater.
There go flexin on 'em again.
Follow a couple gorgeous women and I 'em in.
Take 'em to the store or bar with the friends,
be callin' again, you can call it a win!
All I do is do it, in my Buick,
Prof get the ... like, oh do it!
I grab a of bars, I'm living with a fist full,
are together now, blow the whistle.

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

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

Came up the way and put my name up,
Now why would anybody wanna slug?
Straight up, your heart pump snake blood!
Fuck you and the you take up!
My eyes are red cause my in death
I put my feet up on the table where they the bread!
Boast and 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 they money,
You're just a bum with somebody's DNA on tummy.
Ask your 'bout Atmosphere,
Went to the and got a souvenir rap career!
Now I walk into the place with the of a John Deer,
And then face got weird!

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