Luyện nghe bài hát The Exclusive

I come on spittin, the song's
Before were capon chickens different dons listened to me for advice
Like I'm John, niggas left again, so I'm steppin in
To catch wreck and when on my next kin'll be checks to that I'm exitin
Perc' is nice, worth the price, every entice
One of the most praised ministers to speak twice on the since Christ
Ideas delay of light away from what's here
I all my peers to slay

Two grand, and, your whole crew man
The true fans, who can, bring heat like in the Sudan black
No games, is fo{?}, verbal cocaine, like propane
I blow brains bashin no-name cats that flow lame
Writes well, recite then there's a chance you hear
In the right air worser nightmare after a sliced ear
Perc' spit every verse with the worst shit
Disperse quit first clique tryin to front get they hit blown