Luyện nghe bài hát Rasta Imposter

What you got to do it? What the fuck you talkin about?
What the fuck you got to do it? You stupid nigga? You stupid?
Did you see that video, nigga? Fuck wrong with you? you don't,
you don't know what you go to do with it. Like your fuckin or
something. (You fuckin ass nigga)
(laughing in background)
One]
Y'all faggots is weak, y'all starstruck niggas think is sweet
That busy bullshit is dead up in the street
that garbage dough jam, made me reminisce
On when heard your wack shit and went to take up his
Jealous faggot man cause I'm richer y'all
When I my desertees, I'm picturin y'all
On the of Queens where I was raised and born, hardcore
And stood on every corner a liquor store
Clips full of hollowtips, follow loose
at your clique and make em cough up my chips
Bitch, ya niggas wanna see if I'm
Wanna see how many rappers can be killed, how much can spill?
When I inject this drill, if I can't do it, the dumb-dumbs

Tell that to tell his man to tell that nigga
I send the wolves to that nigga
If you wanna why, its cause I'm still that nigga
Michael Jordan of all this rap shit, the trigger
What the You on a mission to self-destruct
And have the nerve to let the model cluck
Your swervin nigga, better the white lines
Your up on the sidewalk, off course, the sign
I'm so ill, y'all niggas is so
Your whole is such, y'all lack the hard impact
Far as your man go, I got niggas that wanna get him
Treat him a Philly, wet'im and split'im

L.L. don't niggas, we can do it however you choose nigga
One on one or up the crews nigga
But Can-I-Blast you out your nigga
You the rules nigga!

[Verse
Queens shit, give me cream so I can my dick
Sew that shit, what the fuck y'all workin with?
Backwards, ass-jerk, jumpin up out the
Ridin my meat, to critique my physique
A real nigga wouldn't even my lips
Can't believe you there, no I know you a bitch
Sugar-coated nigga, deep-throated
Young guns take a pull before they quote a
Yeah, I wrote it nigga for all my live devoted niggas
I'm a true and livin ill poet nigga
So what you talkin bout? That shits to be hot?
niggas on the warpath, y'all takin over my block?
I think not, matter of fact your not aloud to rap no
And if you hear this in the sneak out the backdoor
And if you bumpin in your ride sure your windows is up
and your passed the limit
So they don't a faggot's in it!
I'm L.L. and I did to you
waitin for every nigga runnin with you
Rhymes hit you, lace you up again and you
Niggas ain't thats why Mom Dukes miss you
Tell your man bring it on, I'm only gettin
Never die, never quit, and my money's
Punk ass nigga, talkin bout his lips
involvin my name with that bullshit!
Why I you? You stepped up in the ring
Ice jinglin in the video like you the Don King
And tell man I know he got some lyrics in the stash
But I'm the best that did it, now get this motheruckin ass
Mic's too hot to hold, leave it in the
So I can the picture with both hands
You not understand who's in command
I got all the flavor, but niggas is mad bland

[Verse
I'll cut your fuckin head off and leave it on your mom's
pay the pope a hundred thou to go and bless her
You wanna a lyrical teacher and professor?
I bet y'all niggas off now that your under pressure
I don't stress ya, yet I must check ya
niggas for gettin fucked up, stop and inspect ya
Fuck wrong with you nigga? You can't do to me
If I put a in you on the low, you'd probably try to sue me
Your girl blew me, I "Now!" She said "Do me"
a nut in her face on tape to let the crew see
Can't put dirt roll, nigga poppin
Underestimantin Queens niggas'll do for chips
I originated all this
The ice, the champagne, the on the dick
That really don't apply to you in a barrel
my staff sendin you a message like Pharaoh
Leave it or get swallowed in the sea
The King of Hiphop is something you never be
My you'll never see, I'll rule forever, G
I'll be goin platinum when you just a
I'm the L, capital C, double O
With the seven upside jakes slayin the clown
What the wrong wit y'all niggas? You out your mind nigga?
You try to go beg Lauryn to come back or something
Fuck wrong you?