Luyện nghe bài hát Orange Pineapple Juice

Hand me a little bit of umm, orange pineapple
sip on it, check it out
I got a rhyme, you got a
But my rhyme is better yours
(repeat 2x)
U-a-c, get they p's and
No i.d., be his p's and
The show, they get they p's and
Professanots, get they p's and
Peep the maneuver, how bout the
I rhyme sick and you can get the duck,
I'm the shit, you're out of luck, tough
I'm the act to follow, housing like ronald
Mac like goines, flows I change like coins
Choyoyoyyoyoyyng, choyoyoyyyyng,
I draw a crowd like blood with the 'pint of'
And there be like, "yeah!"
Cause cain't near a nig dat'll say 'whoomp, it is'
I'm a mom on section 8, over-bearing kids
Shit they be like, "com-mon!" that's my true
Youse a hamburger, fudrucker
Askin me to lettuce ketchup, you can't cut the mustard
So where's the beef,
I'm as worthy as james, not that with names
But I do remember your from someplace this is one taste
Of chicago, we got mo' many mo' many mo' many mo'
Don't just come to me, go ask thy takin niggaz

On the tundra, "they're plain, they're plain" (fantasy island)
I'm on a that is fat so
It's just a fan-tasy, for the to see
How I land, I'm grand like a
I'm goin back to cali (why? ) cause cali got check it
dart this is a sickness
Dee-da-da-da-doo-doo, dee-da-da,
Dee-da-da-da-doo-doo, dee-da-da,
side, rock on and
The side, we gotta rock on and
Hey yo chicago, we gotta on and
The east coast, you rock on and
The west coast, you gotta on and
Ah down south, you gotta on and
it... "now you can go!"
Mister pussy emcee, get on gone
Get on gone, you mc!
Steppin to me, with dirty feet you'll get defeated
Like kunta kinte, I'm kin to, align
My great, great, grandpap done through
So it's in my hemoglobin to be a ill nigga
So I like a father... that i'ma turn this mutha out
But common you ain't in new york
I don't know what you thought hops, but I got tall props
Some think I'm six feet I'm so deep
Some stunts be thinkin I'm six-fo', my shit be hittin like
Bitches, ask, why my, britches, sag
I ask the bitches, "why your saggin? "
Put your nipple to the bottle I bust rhymes like
I can get down, d-d-d-down pessimist
the alarm, I got charm like a neck-a-lace
Tell me true had to move they neck to this
Didn't you, you... and it, and it, and it
And it don't stop, it
"gotta crew ya better tell em" --> keith