Luyện nghe bài hát That's The Nigga

Say K, are we lay up back?
Kick this bitch raw, you me
Like some of ol' [Incomprehensible] shit

Microphone check, check, one
Microphone check, check, two
check, check, check three
Microphone check, check, check

What niggas wanna do, how y'all gon' do it?
Check, check one, kick shit raw
Y'all me

They say that's the nigga, that's the
That's the nigga, the nigga
the nigga, that's the nigga
That's the nigga, that's the

Turn your hands towards ass an' say bye bye
the South side, South side, puff ya ya ya
Nothin' but the ya
snatchin', champion, cheap rhyme busters
the day I die

I say I lie
Bitch, I'll be fuckin' on grave singin', Ay la ba
I throw 'em off, I'm two from coo coo
I swoosh through your fruit loops, poo poo in your

Y'all niggas remember what happened to mosquito
Tweeter tweeter, the MC, the I be [Incomprehensible]
Stop water, turn off your gas, cut off your lights
Move you out, cut your grass, watch kids, fuck your wife

Like a bacon, egg an' sandwich, I'm good
Mmm, like syrup on the biscuit an' orange [Incomprehensible]
Come an' let me take you by the hand an' ya
I'm the thief in the night that slide your off ya

where ya steppin', I'm a verbal weapon
Bring more pain then when Wayne came on old westerns
What is the fuckin' meanin'?
I come in this bitch without leavin', this bitch that we leanin'

been like that since way back
I used to rock eight tracks I rocked eight decks
Concepts goin', stay fat, concerts goin', packed
Ownership's goin', stay black, nigga, this is

I scrape ya crawlin' to establishment
Now I'm Country Club livin' from the scribble, scrabblin' my
Proper, proper droppin' decent
Y'all niggas is as up as Santa Clause for Easter

I'm a keep comin' as as KLC keep drummin'
An' the only way to stop me is call the for me
Fuck them people, I'll over you if I have to
That's the nigga, that's bastard

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the nigga, that's the nigga
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That's the nigga, that's bastard

I'm nigga, I'm that the nigga
I'm that nigga, I'm the nigga
I'm that nigga, I'm the nigga
I'm that nigga, I'm the nigga

Who with that say they can't sell, boy?
They from third ward, I'm from ward
For y'all
The guitars on boys an' get down an' go off

All get high when they ride to my words
They mine an' they high I'm live in concert
Fuck who you bringin', just no show [Incomprehensible]
I don't nine or ten pack
Of rappin' with me, I'm independent

Make frontin', niggas lose their stomach
They their clout, they lose their cool
An' after I come in this bitch, they their woman
Ghetto Fabulous an' big mansions an' fine fabrics
Like a man, my money an' my come automatic

You don't wanna with a hardcore rhyme fanatic
Full dead at it, vocabulary acrobatic
That's him, that's that
the man, that's the nigga, that's that bastard

That's the nigga, that's the
That's the nigga, that's the

What is the actually fuckin'