Luyện nghe bài hát My Soul

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You can try to throw salt, but I keep my game on
And the only on your mind is stalkin' more digits than a telephone
Me and thieves jumpin' out of white Hummer
From Compton, while your get Dumb and Dumber

Grew up out of low cash like CB fo'
Now I got dough and you got one night stands gangsta, yo
See on the low all gravy
But the threat of this new world order is about to drive me

And all you want is the Lex and gold
Bomb singles and stackin' your like Pringles
While my rhymes jack for plaques
Quicker than one Jack Black's

I twist and sip yac
Plus, the Invisible Man got my like a spine
So, why you all up in
Keep the money and the fame 'cause all I wanna hold
Is my artistic flavor and of my soul

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Ain't no tellin', most women are still and sellin'
of my homies is ex-felons
In two decades, rap went from Planet to crack rock
Now, everybody got a glock and it don't stop another brother drop

That's why I poured out a little drink for the Pac
What's a thin line between love and
A dollars in the bank and you still can't escape
It's a small world, after all, claustrophobic, you can't breathe

So store your like Christopher Reeve
It's the hater in you that you criticize me
'Cause if you handled your business then yo ass see
is still crackin'

And get the ladies out their seat
this was a car jackin'
They say the is to be sold, not told
You can your bankroll, I want control of my soul

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My jaws flip across sixteen bars Dominique Dawes
But without no flaws, never a M.C. Law
See, I was servin' wack rappers at the
When Bruce Lee was scrappin' with Kareem

You got into triple beams and guns, you gon' shoot
I a million rappers in the same Versace suit
Or the same pair of locs, that's probably why you're
And your backstage and your ghetto got revoked

Scrappin' or rappin' what you to happen?
If I ever up short you the first one I'm jackin'
It's thieves in the like aircraft carrier's
We're F-15's and Anti-Wack Maf Machines

Michropone, on my vocal chord
Sendin' busta's to the crossroads like Thuggish Bone
It's the C O O L I O, well I, won't
When I'm controllin' my

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