Luyện nghe bài hát Rare Species

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Yo, however do u want, do you need p
My mobb bring it to life, back to reality
You walk a fine line playin wit mine, the greatest story ever told in
We in ninety-five, wit demo raw raps is knives
To skin all cats alive
your time don't rush the clock, infamous rock for good now
Pass like my on lock holdin the pot down slow
But assuring this, spoon-feeding
ass heads catchin shakes, feenishly
I ball in this, word assortin this, probably this
Of course keepin they sights upon this
Exclusiveness, like some new type of
We got them things fixed, the wrong man in my click
You get charged wit to kick that bullshhh
Welcome to the of this whole shhh

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Yo, we the men for the
You know the m-o, b-b's, warrior style, rare
Catch us on your block , on your tv's
From jones to over-seas from over there
It's right to the beats, longevity to all the great grand cc's

Yo, for my qbc duns, it's all hold it down
You yours, we bust ours and stand on firm ground
Pass the dutchie while i, handle the henny
You never catch me sleepin, stay on top of properly
I they watchin me, if not they probably waitin for a downfall
Scheming on my property, we got the
Let em get a cold, let em smell the tree smoke
Hit em we blow and don't let nobody know
The snakes in the grass, you gotta where you move
Son, shots get loaded, ever run wit the crowd son
Stick and move, you me?
And that's the way we it, the only way to live
If you really think it
move is humble wit precision, careful thought decisions
And my cli-tique the same vision
41st I dearly depart, till then I'll be somewhere gettin bent up in a den
Sippin gin, while you shook just pretend to be something
That your not and not good my friend
On a personal, I even feelin you cats
even acknowledge the fact that you weak raps
We gats at, on the reg laughed at
Son you know we passed that, get em here, 'cause you could have that

Four pounds, off grounds
Fire off a rounds, I heard return fire 3% of the time
dogs was wives actin like girls, get feminine when handlin guns
You could run or the window, son
Or feel hot one, we rip all strifes dun dun
Without a fight son, we keep the house like ? pie fendis?
We twist and pop henny, wet on the daily, and
Peers get chilly, macks fully
Now they bandin, court rehanded and got remanded,
A one to degree from v-o-p and n-c-c-v
And send me up a hub to a state
What could I do but sneak, a tree, or tobacco leaf
Or wait until my time served and get
Cool, back on the streets I seen some old
I still hold heat to send your ass straight to
kids started to drilling like they ready and willing
I gave em exactly no to switch feelings
out, to my man, look out
Commits to warfare, and rock these to sleep like here
Seventy-two like as if I was on the top
Hours of thinkin about how i'ma tip they ass up out the
Beligerant heads, I'm bashing
No of the man nor his action
Class now is session, "soldiers boys, today's aim is: never show heat
And don't it"
You playin life, wit a man who by the sword
And naturally against all common laws
What, on and peed on