Luyện nghe bài hát Paper Plate (50 Cent Diss)

You ever see who roll with Mayweather, rhyme like Ricky Hatton
Smash whatever you throw, 1000 is I'm battin'
Got a few but no jabs
Took 'em out your books and notepads
I get it, you Got robbin' 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 the juice from your amp
Enough to make you on the cover of GQ
missin' the sheer blouse. Homie, you see-through
Stop on that Formula 50
They want heat, I'll give it to burnt and crispy
Rhymes too short to box with God, so it
Especially these rap steppin fetchers
I told you if I rain, there'll be an drizzle
strips being chipped with sharp chisels.
One verse shatter your and crush your spirit
No matter what, you still Window Shop for
If you's a pimp, put on a stroll
And if those your soldiers, give 'em guns to hold
Who Shot Ya? You don't have enough on your
You move like a Fed, but you talk a mobster
That slangin, please abort it
Too many on it, cokeheads they won't snort it
Spray the Flea-Unit with
You can get best ghostwriters, get them all to testify
you ever been stung by a thousand hornets?
Five killa bees, buzzin' and really on it
Whipped with CUBAN LINX, cut with LIQUID
by IRONMAN 'til we crush your vocal cords.
You nothin' but a pig in a blanket
Hoghead, the deadliest at the banquet.
All this rap crap trapped in your 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 cats is lookin' for a rat with
Got to pitch? They all swing a bat with ease
Get your ankles broke doin' your two-step
Leave a Thank-You for the crutches the Wu left
Proactive rap, you they put drug in the cream
You hallucinate, see Kanye in dream
And yo, I don't dust; I dust off Smokey and the Bandits
With the brush stroke off the
I walk on your and lizards,
Raise the lynx that was killed for your minx, you be rockin' in
be cock (diesel)'til you walk the D-Block
To get a transfer, I'll spread your wings like
I was an emcee while you was in
On a world tour, you was gettin' guts spilled
Ten years your but I flow like I'm twenty-one
Straight out with a mass of many sons
nova give off gamma-ray bursts
And I'll finish this, only I let off first