Luyện nghe bài hát Palookas

[** feat. Price:]
1:]
My music represent the change of
From now on this thing is
Got em painting walls instead of flowers
show their heroes with praises while we hanging ours
We bring the drums to the battle cause we bang the
You don't know a about it
If you mix a King and Malcolm bet you that the outcome
Album is so hot that my ghetto chicks is bringing
Whether you sing or it
They gave somebody else the crown, but I'm a without it
Your is riding with me, she always sliding with me
You can't stop me like them bullets that's of 50
try to diss me but whenever I say bye they miss me,
You walking with me or you like Mork & Mindy
You talk with me so often if you take it off the
When the devil label cause the lord is withe me
bring fall of many
My name echo like the is empty you don't wanna war against me

Hey if this the cut I'm the
Assassinate your cast aspersions
You ain't gotta verse better than my one
You ain't gotta better than my worst one
Hey, I know I son, but you against me a.50 cal versus squirt gun
You ain't gotta verse better than my one
You ain't gotta better than my worst one
2:]
Why you and your mans palookas you [?]
You see beyond the shadow of a doubt I'm born
as the hand of the shooter
In the flesh yes the of man versus computer
I make all the abandon they suitors
Do the math you see you can't up to the ruler
On behalf of all the and consumers
I'm building with Fred Jr. man we planning the future
Not preaching we do it different we lifting the up
We spitting it to tough too for these new thugs
Goons whatever they they softer than nubuck
Vampires in the club sipping True Blood
I'm a midnight and a slaughter for the tribe
Immortal I'm busting at the like Mordecai
Just so the god'll these clown ass rappers
Stand fortified and you know it

Hey if this the cut I'm the
Assassinate your cast aspersions
You gotta verse better than my worst one
You ain't gotta verse better than my one
Hey, I know I hurt son, but you against me a.50 cal versus gun
You ain't gotta verse better than my one
You ain't gotta better than my worst one
[Verse 3: Sean
Sean Price mad nice that
My worst verse sound your best rap
Put down your bet pack I pay on trips
I punch you up in your and double your lips
This be the dumbest I ever wrote
No Tupac Shakur two shots you floor listen
The gun clapper the dumb rapper the young
Dig in your pockets and leave with your funds
it new rap rookies
Get beat to death New Jack
Face with the 8 stuck in your grill
Play and get straped up in the 'Ville
Afro American the afro
Bald headed letting the gat blow
Shut the fuck up before you get son
You ain't got a verse better my worst one

Hey if the cut I'm the surgeon
Assassinate character cast aspersions
You gotta verse better than my worst one
You ain't gotta verse better than my one
Hey, I know I hurt son, but you against me a.50 cal squirt gun
You gotta verse better than my worst one
You ain't gotta better than my worst one