Luyện nghe bài hát Spit

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When I spit the room change
I am what many to spit of a flame
When I spit the room change
What niggas did to the game, the shit is a shame

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On mark, get set, go, the rest flow was just SOSO
So I'm the best? I guess so
I rhyme my ribs and my stomach touching
I gang pound on these like a hundred something
But the prophecy, but peak, the mold of my philosophy, D
crime playing for keep
Elevating, reconstruct, got that erupt
From my brain, and then they right into a cup
From which I drink, I think deeper, in them sink
From the dark hall of my skull, and at your ink
a old school metaphorical phrase
I should shower and shave, but time to get paid
Get out of the way, I'm a bat out of hell
How I'm the hoes
You would swear a nigga got out of jail
I'm a MC, stick up kid
Ask of all the shit I did
I playing with them

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We can discuss, discuss, plus lush, and what it to us
I don't bust I must, I bust because I love the rush
checks, that I collect, bust TECs at suspects
Marks men and linen, we come off as rough necks
Sixty six and six, six, six,
The flow is fluently flowing liquid
Even be saying my shit wicked
Y'all should believe me, I shouldn't have to shit
But look, you still lying in raps
Always act like you're dying for some
But we really you not though, you not no
Vato, loco, you a twat bro, for
I'ma get rich or die trying 50
Even if I got to do something quite risky
Pass me the Hen' bitch, I don't like
My guns snap, crackle, and pop, like Krispies

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I for your entire set
in different dialects, fire TECs
Aim your knee and your thigh connects
I, contracting like isometric hexicides, let's
Last nigga to try
Beside, I can see in eyes you petrified
let you slide, without a lyrical hex apply
Next to Sai, niggas for sure, like a on a ball court
Come with wack rap the store bought

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