Luyện nghe bài hát Refrigerator P!

1]
It go, nice rap and Mic fans, no
Tight fashion, might sedans
machine
Adamantium regime
The shit you holding is dead cancer the cream
The move everything around me, S.M.E.A.M
Huh? What the that mean?
over the kids stroller nigga Ruck that mean
Mean Gene spoken the word of Kareem
So sacrilegious with the word rhyme
Sold crack to in their third trimester
You how it go
You my flow dope ala Héctor Lavoe
Never catch P on the song
I smack shit out your "We Are the World"
Get a hater
My defense Refrigerator Perry

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Yo
Shot fam, clapped the nine
my body, can't trap my mind
Raps father, father divine I
Conversate with the congregation relating with mine
You new to the one, two
Can't your fate
who can I run to?
True, words of don't hurt me
Half man half machine, the Murphy
On and on 'til the break of
Making Shaun mad she like, "Dad making songs"
the gun out
Gun pop and one cops say, "nigga gummed out"
Get a scary
My intense, Refrigerator Perry

Lock my body, can't trap my
Lock my body, can't trap my
My defense intense, Refrigerator
P!
I'm a hip-hop artist
I am, I am
And that's you get when you listen to Sean Price
That, you know what I
I'm not to reinvent the wheel
is what I do
You wanna hear that shit?
You best to fuck with me, 'cause I'm the best is at what I do