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 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 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 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 each other... nigga.

Rapping] Yo yo, I heard you on DJ Butter, you ain't slick
Somewhere in between a s-st-stutter and punch you
I was like "Huh? What the fuck is
"Why the fuck this lame trying to fuck with this?"
You just talking real wreckless, you the King
Get your eyes off my necklace, kiss the
Crawl before you walk, don't be caught without gat
Somebody should have taught you how to before you rap
I know about how you get walked through your verse
Niggas trying to teach you how to talkall through verse
The streets and the still knockin' your verse
On your verse niggas just look at watch and reverse
I'm realism, as far as a fat nigga that raps and rapes kids
I see the vision (shit on you)
You do front, me you
You told the truth once "I'm a compulsive liar"
Insecure niggas, take offense to the
All in my shit when I'm mine
Yo it's on, better tell "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 Young Z
You was a in school, the only nigga on stage in a costume
Now the World is you
Sherriff of the rap, the big fat bear
That got a jump in the to rap
Nigga, gimme this mic, you ain't doing it
You called yourself an idiot, I'm just proving yourself
is strong over the weak, long career over deceased
And me doing you wrong your beat
You when you see me, but you talk the flow
Fucking clown, smile nigga, honk nose
You probably at it like I'm making a big deal
But that's what I do, I make big deals
Take a of the budget, and keep they brow raised
And watch the little people the pie five ways
Nigga go play, matter fact, up
I am six bigger, and my book's kept up
a rap boy band, and you're testing me now?
Y'all a group with one star, like Destiny's
Fuck that, no nigga, how can I
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 solo artist, you one of the crew
coming up to y'all like, "which one is you?"
You're the fat one, tell that's your name
You'll tell a joke whenever too, that's your
Who cares if been on tour, you don't come off (shit)
all you do is run on stage and run off
One loose cannon? that's
'Cause the only in the crew
Was planted, wherever standing
I speak to Em and Proof, I'm with love
They're my niggas, y'all is niggas keeping a grudge
I don't give a fuck nigga, you can up with gloves
And if you want beef, fuck it you can up with Bugz
I shit on you... (fat fucker)