Luyện nghe bài hát Straight Spittin', Part 2

This is what I'm dealin', to make a killin' off illin, off a hydro
Put it on a rapper they work in El Tambo
Here to a statement, not on your game
You're gon' it like the pavement

'Cause all that blazhay,
And so from point on we straight spittin', yeah, what

My shit is tight, if not the damn
My stats stay bubblin', how and Sprite is
I make a jealous to the point, she wanna slice this
I a nigga's head up like the ex-girl turned dyke bitch

The nicest, on one unicyclist
With pussy running than stab wounds from ice-picks
Now where you 'bout to take it? Baby I took it
more Digga Digga shit man, look in here
Folks are spittin' rhymes
M.C's for real might a hach-tuey

'Cause all that blazhay,
And so from this point on we straight spittin', yeah,

I the range on my Pop's beauant-regal
Hang wit' cats, who known for making money legal
Dislike you, on purpose just to spite you
Heard you like to use voice, ride on motorcycles

I spit clean versions for under rug rats
I spit for Bricks city, where all my thugs at
I shot cause I'm in a bad mood
For when my life wasn't shit but bad weed and fast
I spit, spit, spit and executive decisions
I some shit for all the scrubs and the pigeons

And best believe where I'm goin' a gonner
I spit more rhymes than silicone in
I spit, spit, spit, for all them at the pool hall
Carrying my daughter on my back just to fool

I meditate, say a prayer my sensi
I spit on MTV all the way to your mix tape
Like that, I'm the with the mouthpiece
Crazy like South Park and hotter South Beach

'Cause all that blazhay,
And so, this point on we straight spittin', yeah, what

I spit shit and leave you scarred like a lift
I for the underground, Hot 97 be the Matrix
One, two, I hit 'em with the
Who gon' stay hittin'? Who be straight

I take the mic and it like what
I you write, get wrecked tonight, what
'Cause you never heard a spit rhymes like
Said you never heard a honey spit rhymes
In a million years, and a million
Said you never heard a honey rhymes like

'Cause all that blazhay,
And so from this point on we spittin', yeah, what

When you a bitch rhyme, raise your lighters
Spittin' on of Flipmode and Outsidaz