Luyện nghe bài hát Progress of Elimination

Who am I to flip a bitch?
Business is
But now the revelation has
How the Bo$$ bitch is trying to get
And doing a job
And rippin' up the pavement with shit

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

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

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

If it for the dope that we got stashed in the casket
I'd your ass hit then watch the fool die trickin'
While I be countin' crispy ass
Like Louisiana chicken

And a sip of his favorite drink
At the grave as I stare the shade, your shit still stinks
I wasn't tryin' to see an 'cause
As far as I'm the only way to progress
Is elimination

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 employed
talking this Pitt shit but I'm tryin' to get back to Detroit
Fuck it if I to do these niggas I'm a do 'em too
And step the fuck off as if I never knew them

See ya, now the shit is my way
I'm the highway, no mo' drive by's in my drive way
This is what's happening I'm finally at my
I one of 'dem bitches tryin', I gotta get crackin' fuck a curling iron

I'll get that shit did meanwhile I'm on some ol'
Bucka a sucka shit fo paper
And I'm at the same time progressin'
Eliminating a lunatic shootin' quick

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

So I regret it when you get your BC date
'Cause it's all elimination
Got to go, yeah, got to go

Fuck up and I'll yo ass hitch hikin'
From Idaho, yo, Bo$$ is knockin' out shit
Let me hit this spliff
Now, time to really trip

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

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

And try to fly as as I can get
With 200 blunts and 100
to make it to Detroit, Detroit

Now every of my click is in his grave
I'm truly the BO$$ now, nobody's slave, how do I plea?
Listen, neva give an explanation 'cause as far as I'm concerned
The only way to is through elimination

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
The Bo$$, no
At the cost

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