Luyện nghe bài hát Nickel

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(Nickel) Nine, me rippin this apart
for sixty bars, the city is
We the M-I, C; the illest to ever on a track
I'm (Nickel) Nine, say it with me now
So lean back - back
(Nickel) Nine, I am the of the track
Matter fact Nottz it back, GO!
(M.I.C.) me

Da 5'9"]
The lack of your strength is the end of where my bladder
Yeah, 5-9'll piss or shit on pad or your pen
Go ahead, your men
The few left stragglin in after I been clappin had to
It so bad, bustin those mag's
for your old ass like a pack of Depends
Back then us thugs had to on what drug was crackin
Because it no black-owned businesses (whoa)
Tack on who wanna act as gentlemen (whoa)
Act on adrenelin, the cap peel 'em
that or rap gon' kill 'em - send them niggaz
in them skull caps like "Menace" with black on to get 'em (whoa)
from the tires to the tents to them snap-on
off 'caine, robbin everything
It's simple - 4 or 5 ride with me
equals 4 or 5 stickin out of my window (like bloaw!)
This amount to the passin, of the
of the now bastards, but not about math
It's about, the ho
Tryna prove to me you hard, squeeze tool, lose a toe
You artists get the real footage of the squad you should
I will put it a movie so
Watchin the dude, the move quick as them dudes from "Blow"
Did it, leave to grow
Bigger than the that you can't leave like "The Truman Show"
fact Nottz, bring it back
Why even bring your when I am the king of rap
Now you say in your rhymes because it rhyme with 'laid back'
Go! {*record Watch me
Right under the tracks, with one of your ladies
Like that's the only thing it rhyme with
How about up outta your braze cap
You gonna get flat or you gonna behave
Put this gun to wave cap and get under your waves
Because you the nine witchu - you gettin your mind lifted
quicker knockin 'em men, I'm too blowed to rhyme witchu (whoa)
You little guys should keep
Them loc's in Cali I know be pie-flippers
Doin drive-bys on bicycles (bloaw bloaw!)
the murder case you to yourselves and throw up the peace sign (peace!)
One of my beat five
But I don't let the rap haunt me
I call him Juan, I'ma sign him then free Shyne
Cardier band frosty, wearin a fan bought me
Somebody get this avalanche off me, the van us
Cheeseburger faggot ass tarts
Hang with chaldeons, them Taliban talkers'll
Or, get tan darkened, from the heat from the flame
From the thang speakin sayin "Keep your off me"
beat the pants off you for stand-off
Pullin all of y'all
We dangerous, only we play is "Callin all cars" (call all cars!)
We all drive reckless, change like Baby
Flex say, "Y'all on some Wyclef shit"
For those that know
We just picture a soldier with a rose gold soul with a frozen,
who rhyme 'til the climate is cold
Diamonds in the rose like snow
I'm Alpo, AZ, Rich
Mixed with and 'Kiss with "pay me, bitch!"I'm..