Luyện nghe bài hát Speak Ya Clout

Last year record companies were me
But now like they all be up on me
and me so horny, I hit em a groupie
Snatch off my hat wash my dick and it movin
Showing and on a day to day basis
I rip New York and a million places
State to country to country
My skills are in the style of poetry
I've paid my dues to this word to mother
Peace New York hops it no rougher
Baby brother been buddha and blunts since eighty-five
the fake motherfuckers started 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 out jumps my boot knocks
Chicks in flocks when D.R.S. rocks glocks
And I mean it all done with the mind
I neutralize because I'm alkaline
I could go on for speaking bout my clout
So Lil Dap snatch the mic and the motherfucker out

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

Earl, with my shot I bust a bumba claat
He talks a lot so him shall drop
I got the clout, all you pussy be out
the ghetto I let go, shit to make you petrol
Watching fly niggaz show you how to rhyme
You know the motherfucking
So get down get down with the Foundation
Now I'ma touch on reality, can't fuck with me
and all the be loving me
My style be kicking crazy
Wannabes on their licking crazy butt
Your girl pays me but ain't no need to try and her
I'm Big Poppa fuck girl and I'll drop her
cause she be working on my
and yo I got gang than the bitch got curves
I'm gambino, the slick head honcho
Ill kid ready to wreck mics
and I know, I break your back my rap like smack
I'm all that
And so the next time when wishing for my downfall
I'm a come back to y'all
With stupid lyrics to a bloodbath
And the fuck out my path