Luyện nghe bài hát Prankster

Back in the days, I snatched pocket books
I just snatch mind up with the flow and the hook
That's right, be on alert, comin'
Corny MC's, body with the rapture
Dismember your body like I was a
Pluck eyes out, so you can't see my laughter

Don't care how many gold and plaques you got
I put my foot in your ass up in the
A beast necks, that's right, you couldn't sit through
I'm bone crushin' on the mic a Pitbull
Foamin' at the mouth, ferocious to again

Rockin' hard cardigan with the Timberlands
PF the beat, Afu drop the grammar
Was swift the gift, old school like cold bangers
The mic slangin', head bangin', chitty, chitty bang bangin'
Name your whole rap crew I'm gang bangin'

You ain't no gangsta rapper, an amateur
I seen you back in the days, used to laugh at you
You ain't no gangsta, nigga, you just a
I grab the mic and do it like it's to

You ain't no gangsta, nigga, you just a
I schooled you back in the days, you a prankster
You ain't no gangsta, rapper, an amateur
I saw you back in the days, they used to at you

Am I keeper? Don't get swept beneath the rug
Stomp these posers out like they bugs
Tired of these with these ice mugs
Claimin' they spitting slugs but they spitting duds

Tired of fake thugs, that's lighter than feathers
With all that nonsense, puttin' together, screamin', "Murder, murder"
I thought they would of learned from Biggie and
That you can bring to life, you spittin' in your art

You ain't no gangsta, nigga, you'se a
I schooled you back in the days, you just a
You ain't no gangsta, rapper, an amateur
I saw you back in the days, used to laugh at ya

It's Mr. Spectacular,
'Bout to that ass out the sky like he gammara
The flex of ego on little pedestals
In front of your people, now what you do?

You ain't no gangsta rapper, you'se an
I seen you back in the days, used to laugh at you
You ain't no gangsta, nigga, you just a
I the mic and do it like it's supposed to

You ain't no gangsta, nigga, you a wanksta
I schooled you back in the days, you a prankster
You ain't no gangsta, rapper, you'se an
I saw you in the days, they used to laugh at you

You can't stop this hard rock, rock, ready to this
I got lyrical ability to you hot shit
I swat so many cats, it's rainin'
I'm cold as ice, forget the ice in ya watch, kid

Spit more flames than the of a rocket
Mic check, one, two, linin' up my
I be the mad man in of the cam
That be ya fans, yup, up on the red carpet

more connections than Nextel, ring the bell
My first connection, make you fuckin' swell
Make noise than a terrorist attack
I'm like anthrax, my voice burn up the wax

the way, I put myself up on the map
I'm a dope MC, I put the on the dope tracks
Body free on the dope tracks
A 'round banana clip, leave you where you at

You ain't no gangsta rapper, an amateur
I seen you back in the days, they used to at you
You ain't no gangsta, nigga, you just a
I grab the mic and do it like supposed to

You ain't no gangsta, nigga, you just a
I schooled you back in the days, you just a
You ain't no gangsta, rapper, you'se an
I saw you back in the days, they used to at you