Luyện nghe bài hát Most Def

Why do y'all holler?
Yeah,
right now you're gonna vibe, money
Know what I'm sayin'? [Incomprehensible] New style we just vibein'
mad L's, [Incomprehensible] wide open, we gone vibe

I ain't never had so many def in one year
But talk is and it's comin' out my other ear
'Cause to show us a devil in hell, I'm still here to go first
But not from the East or Revere

'Cause that's the last drew, now that ass is
You bit off more than you can chew, so now I gotta draw the
See first of all we definitely the number one
a bullet [Incomprehensible] bullet category

And I got ESP you're up the wrong tree
But I'm not crazy, don't me
Or get arrested for assault and battery
And I can't stand cops, don't they annoy you?

I need the balls of steel, let's a battle royal
The the challengers, the more the merrier
No, not you use a amateur, empty the register
And if it was a fifth, we'd all be stoned

But if I don't and drive then how the fuck am I gone get home?
I can't stop smokin' weed 'cause I no quitter
Since it's killin' my brain cells maybe I should
Nah, but all the niggaz is you in here?

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We all out
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blunts till we fall out
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indeed
No quest, def

Do you heat?
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Do you the street?
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the street you can beat
Most
True
No most def

Starr, I'm mad as shit
I bust a nigga ask a nigga him wit shit
I him up good, just to smoke a L
C'mon, make my day,

Take me away and yo
We about to steal shit, while niggaz kill
So me, I try smoke the nigga behind my back
Strength in you to me out down to the last barrel

Why the fuck you lookin' the barrel?
George the kick ass for the annual
You to read the official nasty annual
check Charley horses chest on your check

Black sex is set to set to shit
ass records
Why you even suppose to to sell
ass niggaz land in yo chest

Do you get
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Do you fast?
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Are you to blast?
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True

No quest, def
is the best
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our shit stay fresh
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Do we smoke

You've got one, two, emcees
That win high degrees and these G's
Notes, I'ma the boat that make emcees croat
Murder one wrote that's all you talk about rhymes and try to

Hope he resuscitate, tryin' to reproduplicate
The great, one Sunday rappers, I'm gonna
up my weight and blue to take
None of my victims recuperate

I got so much getaway to be seen on any trial
On a drift to your heart up on a vibe that's been up, nigga
If a punk sorry excuse of an emcee to sonny, it's R.I.Pieces
Believe it's the fetus, the one that's on

Cease the paper I got to get it, I'm
Rappin' at sets I'm pickin' the way you got ankles
Get me lack of extinction
Smellin' those crispy pills, me chills in my soul

I know, I'm out of control
Give me a joint to hold and asshole
Lights, camera, where's a L, roll 'em
a roll 'em, I'll go solo, Squats a hoe so I'll go soon

I can't give a fuck at times when I struck no
But if I got jammed for a scheme, I'ma scrap
I'm goin' out O.J. but I'ma stay on the man

Do you
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up
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