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 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 tapes 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. It's all good, I'm home. It's time for us to talk to other... nigga.

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