Luyện nghe bài hát Tag, You're It

Mal V:
I'm coming for that top
Nothings make me stop
So sit back and blow one slow
You're gonna that to relax
and get the fact
Ya up, and i'm coming for the gold
And i wont come slow, and i come soft
i'm a muf fuckin
and you finna a loss
You possessed too flaws
I had to be the cause
you can challenge but I bet you do not the balls

I do this on the daily, I rise
And i'm coming for the
the glory, see it in my
thru all the denies
to a throne mine
and I got time
to waste, gotta shine, got
gotta get money on my mind
seeing all the dollar
and its mine all all mine
and its mine all mine all mine all

A message to the ones in the
i'm for you lames
and gonna know the name
I play
and it'll be a shame
to see you roll off these so called you claim
yea i'm aim
and i'm taking
but ya egos the one you should blame
for the musical massacre i'm to proclaim

And this here, is the shit
bet you can't shit harder than this
And if you started to, give it up, quit
rookie mess wit a lunatic
I gets crazy on the beat, on my n shit
Better wit fire if you step to this
I'm the chick in the bitch
otherwise, then tag your it

Midwest boy from the map
Bone did they thing and we bringing back
in the hood get a pound for a stack
Winter time get cold then we post in the
Hustle this rap like I hustle crack
boy dreams throw things on the Lac
Get a lil shine they don't how to act
Then u gotta wonder why I my strap
I don't need no friends nigga leave me
Built kingdom all on my own
Did that shit said I wouldn't do it
Moved them bitch ill prove it
Hella swagged up rappers my style
paint red nose nigga you a clown
Ask about me been putting it
step up then they get laid down
Killing shit...CSI
I get money...niggas get by
get dressed...I get fly
Yall get high...I get
Nothing like you, need to up
I'm first place niggaz next up
Hoooold up wait a
Let me put real shit in it
Alotta these dudes really bout that
Say they getting to the money but I really doubt
All these wanna be rappers really biting my
Hating on me but they my shit
I run shit, Jesse Owens
Don't believe me bet know it
Get money I ain't gotta show it
So cold I out and it start snowing

GC da
the most of my opportunity, everyday I'm progressing
Cause having talent is not cool 2 me, having talent is a
These half rapping ass niggas ain't as ill as they claim
Nor half real as saying, I'm sayin these niggas lame
I'm I'm setting standards
Raising bars yeah I manage, 2 separate the rest of them wrestling wit this grammar
Body these verses
I'm hot and gotta be first, its not worth it if u ain't in it 2 win it so get 2
G.C. Da Biz out that box,
hello muthafucka yo watch,
my time is now, his-story in the making 2 drop,
under that rock u ain't of me,
Kevin Hart's pops u gon learn 2day,
alright alright ima kill it,
finger on the trigger, duck nigga,
this is what it sound like when u be around people us trust we don't bite that dust,
my city down like,
listen 2 my soundbyte YIKES!, and I don't even that much,
but this shit I mastered it,
that at the top I'm after it,
Ima track star and I'm fast as shit,
me if u can, nigga tag your're it