Luyện nghe bài hát Straight Spittin', Part 2

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I meditate, say a with my sensi
I spit on MTV all the way down to your mix
Like that, I'm the illest with the
like South Park and hotter than South Beach

'Cause all blazhay, blaz-ay-hay-hay
And so, from point on we straight spittin', yeah, what

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

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

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

When you hear a bitch rhyme, raise lighters
on behalf of Flipmode and Outsidaz