Luyện nghe bài hát Speak Ya Clout

Last year record companies were me
But now chicks they all be up on me
and me so horny, I hit em like a
Snatch off my hat wash my dick and keep it
and proving on a day to day basis
I rip New York and a million places
State to country to country
My are legend in the style of poetry
I've my dues to this game word to mother
Peace New York hops it gets no
Baby brother been puffing buddha and blunts eighty-five
Before the fake motherfuckers perpetrating live, I've
achieved mad though niggaz roll around in jeeps
I ride the A-Train and get mad
So when we bang bang boogie out jumps my knocks
Chicks comes in flocks D.R.S. rocks glocks
And I mean it it's all with the mind
I neutralize suckers I'm alkaline
I go on for days speaking bout my clout
So Lil Dap snatch the mic and the motherfucker out

Yo you can't hide from and you can't hide from the street
Flavors do get when you're walking the east
A unit down from the underground made the brothers
I'm slappin pounds and with real niggaz aight
Ain't nothing but the weather, rain storms or whatever
You poured a forty on the ground for the who ain't around
Break it down with the as I walk through the ghetto
A nigga said he couldn't do it til the hits the fan
Last year I was The Man up every jam
So what's your hobby nothing serious when get rough
I'm stepping and tough, and bitches won't get enough
A Lil Dap what's that? Fuck around you get
Schizophrenic with rhyme we're well organized
Make the chicks say and the brothers say 'ho'
You tell a motherfucker what to do with his life
Niggaz to live trife, so I react with the mic
It's the end of the time so I got to gets
Aiyyo 'ru, what's function meet me at Broadway junction
Before I start to get in it, better yet i just it
Aiyyo son, if ready Guru starts to flip it

Earl, with my three-eight-five I bust a bumba claat
He talks dumb a lot so him shall
I got the clout, all you pussy be out
From the ghetto I let go, shit to make you
Watching fly show you how to rhyme asshole
You the motherfucking situation
So get down get with the Gangstarr Foundation
Now I'ma touch on reality, chumps can't with me
and all the honies be me
My style be kicking crazy
Wannabes on knees licking crazy butt
Your girl pays me but no need to try and stop her
I'm Big Poppa your girl and I'll drop her
cause she be on my nerves
and yo I got more gang the bitch got curves
I'm like gambino, the head honcho
Ill kid ready to wreck mics
and I know, I break your back with my rap like
I'm all that
And so the next time when you're wishing for my
I'm a come back to y'all
With lyrics relative to a bloodbath
And stay the fuck out my