Luyện nghe bài hát My Soul

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You can try to throw salt, but I my game face on
And the only thing on mind is stalkin' more digits than a telephone
Me and thirty-nine 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 it's all
But the threat of this new world is about to drive me crazy

And all you want is the Lex and Visa
Bomb singles and stackin' your chips like
While my jack for platinum plaques
than one time Jack Black's

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

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

That's why I out a little drink for the homie Pac
a thin line between love and hate?
A million in the bank and you still can't escape
a small world, after all, you're claustrophobic, you can't breathe

So store ball like Christopher Reeve
It's the in you that makes you criticize me
'Cause if you handled business then yo ass would see
Nineteen-ninety-seven is still

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

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

You got into beams and guns, you ain't gon' shoot
I seen a rappers in the same Versace suit
Or the same pair of locs, that's why you're broke
And backstage and your ghetto pass got revoked

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

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

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