Luyện nghe bài hát Paper Plate (50 Cent Diss)

You see someone who roll with Mayweather, rhyme like Ricky Hatton
Smash whatever you throw, is what I'm battin'
Got a few hooks but no
Took 'em out corndog books and notepads
I get it, you Got Rich those in the industry
off this one, steal from your enemy
Never try to the hottest one out your camp
He might step off and take half the from your amp
Enough to you Vogue on the cover of GQ
missin' the sheer blouse. Homie, you see-through
Stop sippin' on Formula 50
They heat, I'll give it to them burnt and crispy
too short to box with God, so stretch it
Especially these rap steppin fetchers
I told you if I rain, there'll be an eternal
Woodwork strips being chipped sharp chisels.
One verse shatter your spine and crush your
No what, you still Window Shop for lyrics
If you's a pimp, put chicks on a
And if those your soldiers, give 'em guns to hold
Who Shot Ya? You don't enough on your roster
You move like a Fed, but you talk like a
That Yayo slangin, abort it
Too many cuts on it, cokeheads won't snort it
Spray the Flea-Unit with
You can get your best ghostwriters, get them all to
Have you been stung by a thousand hornets?
Five hundred killa bees, buzzin' and on it
Whipped with CUBAN LINX, cut with LIQUID
Choked by IRONMAN 'til we your vocal cords.
You ain't nothin' but a pig in a
Hoghead, the deadliest at the banquet.
All this rap crap that's trapped in colon
Only means, get rid of the sh-- ya holdin'
Sweet-tooth dudes out the Candyshop
You ain't gotta handcuff 'em to see the drop
A few is lookin' for a rat with cheese
Got to pitch? They all swing a bat with ease
Get your ankles broke while doin' your
a Thank-You note for the crutches the Wu left
Proactive rap, you know they put drug in the
You hallucinate, see Kanye in your
And yo, I don't smoke I dust off Smokey and the Bandits
With the brush off the canvas
I walk on Gators and lizards,
Raise the lynx that was killed for your minx, you be rockin' in
Wanna be cock (diesel)'til you the D-Block
To get a transfer, I'll your wings like Peacocks
I was an emcee while you was in
On a tour, you was gettin' your guts spilled
Ten years your senior but I flow like I'm
out Medina with a mass of many sons
Super nova give off bursts
And I'll this, only 'cause I let off first