Luyện nghe bài hát Speak Ya Clout

Last record companies were chumpin me
But now like they all be up on me
and me so horny, I hit em a groupie
off my hat wash my dick and keep it movin
Showing and proving on a day to day
I rip New York and a million places
State to state country to
My skills are legend in the of poetry
I've paid my dues to this game to mother
New York hops it gets no rougher
Baby brother puffing buddha and blunts since eighty-five
Before the motherfuckers started perpetrating live, I've
achieved mad though niggaz roll around in jeeps
I the A-Train and get mad beeps
So when we bang bang out jumps my boot knocks
Chicks comes in flocks when D.R.S. glocks
And I mean it all done with the mind
I neutralize suckers I'm alkaline
I could go on for days bout my clout
So Lil Dap snatch the mic and the motherfucker out

Yo you can't from jail and you can't hide from the street
Flavors do get when you're walking the east
A unit from the underground made the brothers unite
I'm slappin and pounds with real niggaz aight
Ain't changed but the weather, rain storms or whatever
You poured a forty on the for the brothers who ain't around
it down with the flow as I walk through the ghetto
A nigga he couldn't do it til the shit hits the fan
year I was The Man ripping up every jam
So what's hobby nothing serious when things get rough
I'm stepping rugged and tough, and bitches get enough
A Lil Dap what's that? Fuck you get slapped
Schizophrenic with rhyme we're well organized
Make the chicks say 'aow' and the brothers say
You can't tell a motherfucker what to do with his
Niggaz tend to trife, so I react with the mic
the end of the time so I got to gets mine
Aiyyo 'ru, what's function meet me at Broadway junction
Before I start to get in it, yet i just kick 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 drop
I got the clout, all you pussy be out
the ghetto I let go, shit to make you petrol
Watching fly niggaz you how to rhyme asshole
You know the motherfucking
So get get down with the Gangstarr Foundation
Now I'ma on reality, chumps can't fuck with me
and all the honies be me
My style be kicking butt
Wannabes on their knees licking butt
Your girl pays me but no need to try and stop her
I'm Big Poppa fuck your girl and drop her
cause she be working on my
and yo I got more gang than the got curves
I'm like gambino, the slick head
Ill kid to wreck mics pronto
and I know, I break back with my rap like smack
because I'm all
And so the time when you're wishing for my downfall
I'm a come to drown y'all
With lyrics relative to a bloodbath
And stay the fuck out my