Luyện nghe bài hát Shit On You

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[Speaking] Yeah, I'm speaking on behalf of Royce the 5'9, and the rest of Wall Street. Me and my boys are tired of chicken shit bastards like those D12 bitches. Don't get me wrong now, Eminem and Proof, those are my boys, we can get down anytime of the day. But that fat bastard Bizarre!? He's going to get himself a good ol' country ass whooping. Let me tell ya, Royce the 5'9 is kinda pissed at Bizarre because, this chicken shit bastard, goes around getting on mix with the crew... then he wants to turn around and diss somebody!? Isn't that a bitch!? Hell I don't know, this guy might even get his damn ass whooped. If I was him I'd stay indoors. Boy I tell ya, this mother fucker, he wants to go around dissing Royce the 5'9; then turn around and call him up, so he can get a goddamn spot on the Rock City remix! (hahahaha) Ain't that a bitch!? (ha... what the fuck?!)

[Royce Speaking] Yeah yeah, no offence to my true niggas, y'all know who we all are, this is personal. Mother fuckers. You hear me? I know I didn't get back to you. You dissed me a while ago. I just caught it, I couldn't understand what your fat ass was saying. all good, I'm home. It's time for us to talk to each other... nigga.

[Royce Rapping] Yo yo, I heard you on DJ Butter, you slick
Somewhere in a s-st-stutter and punch you diss
I was like "Huh? What the fuck is
"Why the fuck this lame nigga trying to fuck this?"
You just real wreckless, you dissed the King
Get eyes off my necklace, kiss the ring
Crawl before you walk, don't be without your gat
Somebody should have taught you how to talk you rap
I about how you gotta get walked through your verse
Niggas trying to teach you how to talkall through verse
The streets and the magazines still knockin' verse
On your verse niggas just at their watch and reverse
I'm about realism, as far as a fat nigga that and rapes kids
I see the vision (shit on you)
You do front, me you
You told the truth like "I'm a compulsive liar"
Insecure niggas, take to the line
All in my when I'm mentioning mine
Yo it's on, better Vaun "stick to the rhyme"
You better run and get Swift I get to the nine
It be Wall Street, y'all and Slum V
But nope, you want to rhyme like Z
You was a clown in school, the only nigga on stage in a
Now the is clowning you
of the rap, arresting the big fat bear
That got a in the character to rap
Nigga, gimme this mic, you ain't doing it
You called yourself an idiot, I'm just proving right
This is strong over the weak, long over deceased
And me doing you over your beat
You when you see me, but you talk the flow
Fucking clown, nigga, honk your nose
You probably at it like I'm making a big deal
But nigga what I do, I make big deals
Take a chunk of the budget, and they brow raised
And watch the little split the pie five ways
Nigga go play, fact, catch up
I am six figures bigger, and my kept up
Y'all a rap boy band, and you're me now?
Y'all a group with one star, Destiny's Child
that, no nigga, how can I relate
to a with four dudes, who's easily replaced
I erase niggas they talk backwards
I Paul and have him write you off on his taxes
I'm a artist, you just one of the crew
Fans up to y'all like, "which one is you?"
the fat one, tell them that's your name
You'll tell a joke whenever too, that's game
Who cares if you've been on tour, you don't off (shit)
all you do is run on stage and run off
One loose that's strange
'Cause the only in the crew
Was planted, wherever standing
I speak to Em and Proof, I'm speaking love
They're my niggas, y'all is sissy niggas a grudge
I don't a fuck nigga, you can beat up with gloves
And if you want beef, it you can meet up with Bugz
I shit on you... (fat fucker)