Luyện nghe bài hát Spread Yo Shit

Ha This is DJ Duece
up out your momma's mouth
So when she spit's you how I "come"
You know what I mean,
We the "Dogg" hour
Where we give a out to my School Craft Playaz
Detroit's in the house, at Roll-in-Wills
Obie baby, check it out

I did my share of dirt, flipped my share of work
I'm the nigga that lived and slid through terror
Did it big clever work-ers who hit the crack
In the back "bottled" up in "Gerber" glass
For it's worth, I ain't told the half
I'm just rambling, ya'll handlin'
Tellin' my you don't know me
Niggaz the name's Obie, to expose these motherfuckas

When I was you had a lot to say
You should mind business and walk away
bout me tryin to find a way
Spread yo 'round town
I ain't really got for you
With all that ignorant you do
Niggaz need and I do too
That's why I fucking with you

"I wonder he pass" for passive
If a massive ass inflected
It can happen quick, when spittin' shit
Rapidly laying down you fag ass
running your lips like a bitch
All I know is something gotta
Niggaz I gotta live, not a poragative
Don't on "The Kid"
Lid your or rid you in the streets
so optional, but I will be logical
Cause when I at you, it's not hospital
Operating poppin' hot slugs outta your abdominal
Now your got a funeral attendin'
Just for mentioning Obie Trice the
All I wanna do is make and "Bench" man
my weigth up the same shit that "Jay" said
Push your up, the AK's is spraying
ain't Playing(*AK sound*)

When I was you had a lot to say
You should your business and walk away
bout me tryin to find a way
Spread yo 'round town
I ain't got time for you
With all ignorant shit you do
need money and I do too
That's why I ain't fucking you

That's why I don't fuck you "kats"
Cause this all with ya'll
But is not an act at all
Run ya'll trap, get and fall
Spread rumors, recieve tumors
Don't music with us choosen
Adhesive patches cover the bruise
Channel "Two Anchors" won't the news
They never give a fuck it's beef between crews
All I know is paid his dues
Made his moves and bitch niggaz hate the
They rather see me in that body booth
"Deep Six" rotten so the rats can
That's why I fuck with ya'll
Run and get ya'lls and thats sucks for ya'll
behind backs but never to him dawg
Wouldn't that irritate balls

I was down you had a lot to say
You should your business and walk away
Talkin bout me tryin to a way
Spread yo shit 'round
I ain't got time for you
all that ignorant shit you do
Niggaz money and I do too
why I ain't fucking with you

When I was you had a lot to say
You should mind business and walk away
Talkin bout me to find a way
Spread yo shit 'round
I ain't really got for you
With all that ignorant you do
need money and I do too
That's why I ain't with you

Fuckers Trice