Luyện nghe bài hát Progress of Elimination

Who am I to a wicked bitch?
is business
But now the has revealed
How the Bo$$ bitch is trying to get
And a good job
And rippin' up the pavement with shit

Oh shit, I think I jumped a maze
And now I'm being surrounded by dead niggaz in a
Some kind of way I have become a slave, yes sir masta, no sir
I work fasta, even if it means my brain being with

Fuck it, at least I got rid of the
Later on I mix up some G's
Kickin' it on the curb
Talkin' about expanding to

I'm out here on the cut smokin' bud Macaroni
Instead of us servin' niggas this tryin' to bone me
But I ain't trying to hear this Bitch elf
I ain't in the mood 'cause I don't fuck around with the help,

If it wasn't for the that we got stashed in the casket
I'd have your ass hit then the fool die trickin'
I be countin' crispy ass dollars
Like fried chicken

And takin' a sip of his drink
At the grave as I stare through the shade, your shit stinks
I tryin' to see an explanation 'cause
As far as I'm the only way to progress
Is through

to go, yeah, got to go
The Bo$$, no
At the cost

to go, yeah, got to go

Time is running, out I'm still self
They talking this Pitt but I'm tryin' to get back to Detroit
Fuck it if I to do these niggas I'm a do 'em too
And the fuck off as if I never knew them fools

See ya, now the is going my way
I'm hittin' the highway, no mo' drive by's in my way
This is happening I'm finally at my destination
I ain't one of 'dem bitches tryin', I get crackin' fuck a curling iron

I'll get that shit did later I'm on some ol'
a sucka quick shit fo paper
And I'm disectin' at the time progressin'
like a lunatic shootin' quick

Call it what you but I'll be brief
I don't a motherfucker
a motherfucker is me, G
Getting' sweated is just an

So I don't regret it you get your BC date
it's all about elimination
Got to go, yeah, got to go

Fuck up and I'll yo ass hitch hikin'
From Idaho, yo, Bo$$ is out silly shit
Let me hit Philly spliff
Now, it's to really trip

I gettin the feelin' that niggas
Is into my
Plus, the munchies got me wanting a
But the murder

Knockin' em off was a but I'm stuck
And ain't no way that I'm a my head on
bench, fuck
I'm of this shit, let me slip into this alley

And try to fly as as I can get
200 blunts and 100 spliffs
Tryin' to it to Detroit, Detroit

Now every member of my click is in his
I'm truly the BO$$ bitch now, slave, how do I plea?
Listen, I'll neva an explanation 'cause as far as I'm concerned
The only way to progress is through

to go, yeah, got to go
The Bo$$, no
At whateva the

to go, yeah, got to go
The Bo$$, no
At the cost

to go, yeah, got to go
The Bo$$, no
At the cost

to go, yeah, got to go
Bo$$, teach her a