Luyện nghe bài hát Still the Greatest

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[Big
I'm the greatest
I'm
I'm the greatest
Bone]
And bad man

Chan]
Hot in the city
round lookin' pretty
playas m Sidity
pitty
chitty chitty bang
it's a thang
get banged on
and on
in the city the grass is green
and the palm trees
been
shot callin' 83
I know the industry
ain't for me
or these fab queens
already in the streets
I got them jail house niggas
sendin' they to me
Big Chan in
I'm over seas
I'm this gat
watch me hidy these hoes
leave em changed
take they fame and
wacth em all fall to tha
it's a
all you was Big Chan
hit me no mo'
shit this a game
street know the m-o
I kill em words
em like them dealas
do birds
ya me
can't a mothafuka me
I hold the title
it from some of my
greatest
you ass bitches is hollow
I cave yo whole chest in
my nigga Lay
it down
it's down
Holyfield and Tyson
this is for them bitc ass
I'm off
I'm kickin' ass and names
late late

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[Layzie
she the curtain
fo'
we go'n leave these mothafuckas
never no bluffin'
no
Lil Lay the
runnin' earth
I'm to serve ya right
nigga done my dues
and took my
all about murder right
fuckin' with these bosses
we
ya get
me and my boys
makin'
shuttin' shit
heard the buzz around
these niggas wanna with me now
well in my arena
you ain't never a
lilttle nigga meaner Lay
nigga in the day
when a nigga had to with the a-k
boys had em all blown
nigga don't
I be my lid
my gin
makin'
in 99
I wastin' no time
makin' that
I'm pushin' my line
design to nigga
nigga the automatic status
daily on the
on me
'cause I'm an original
of a nigga
'cause I got figures
money don't
A thing
we can go toe to toe
blow for
for slug
a thug's a
this here
just to let you
ain't a damn thang
doin' everyday thangs
and it of
bud the brew and the bitches
and the bustas could hang nigga

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Now he better lay
me boy
I my dawgs
In the of the Lord

Were not raised in
Just
the G-A-G-E
Smack em the buck shot
Guard your
mornin'
I read on the page news
And
You stup[id
Shoulda not to step to Flesh
None the
He is one less
For me to about
For the people in
I sex my
Hit em up two
With a three nine
then dumps the and
the one got the gun
With the most of
Realease the

They in silence
It over for you snitches
Can't the truth
It punk
And the shot
Off the
his stomach
now put em in the mud
Slowly
See it you
your mind
Deep in mental
Flesh'll get your
made you realize
I stay by the flesh
be test to try me
Little bit on the
In the
the long gone home
It shit
Thought you me
Til I made it
to pick up the gage
Explotion
Contest not the Fith
they know
Check out my
From the league
They out the streets
this thugsta dwell
All up in St.
Hit em up
Where hang
Niggas
Sippin' the of rose
Everybody
remenissin'
On back and to how they roll
fo-fo's
Niiga my money daily double
It's the reason call me stack
That nigga to back
Your cap

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