Luyện nghe bài hát The Lah

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on, hah!

[Verse 1: Freddie
Somebody better call security it's to be on
I'm in the streets, midnight, to bust 'til dawn
Niggas are dead wrong, if they think I'm soft in my
You wanna Hah, I can help your coffin me on
I'm the reason that some rap niggaz, may a name
I'm the reason that some niggaz, still in the
I'm the that rock died, some proclaim
rich underground street nigga, Bumpy
They wonderin, how the he just won't stop and
wonderin, how this nigga stays so hot
Well it's a combination of things I live by
I don't speak to of these bitc -ass niggas, just give eye
Always aim for the sky, unless I'm aiming at an A&R the majors
then I aim for the eye, and you never me cry
emotional ass industry rap motherfuckers
Nigga push double Y
And I always spit fly, and never be
'Cause Bumpy ain't leavin, 'til get paid
You is like little AIDS
infecting the sound the real niggaz started
So we keep it underground,

[2x]
The Lah, lah, lah
Got me brains in motion
The Lah, lah, lah
Got me mad commotion
The Lah, lah, lah
Hit me like a (Feel me)
The Lah, lah, lah
Smokin, smokin,

[Verse 2: Foxxx]
Niggaz I ain't play around when it comes to the rhyme to the sound
the sky to the ground, I gun your ass down, like I'm aged rap round
I got a little for the kiddies and I call it "Ain't that clown!"
It's Knux, hotter than grits on Al Green
Gonna make Iverson stick with his team
Basketball was your dream, so live ya life
Don't go tryna flow, be you ain't that nice
What's these basketball niggas, I'm screamin' double dribble
How you foot tall, and rhymin just a little?
I police the underground, and I'm thug
Got a with that speech get your mug annointed
By reverend glock, niggas got they' all twisted
It's a lot of niggaz I'ma bring it too and listed
I hope he try to stand up and me you live
That makes my hard, and I get all sweaty inside
'Cause I know this little wanna prove he ain't a sucker
But he with a bad motherfucker, it's Bumpy Knux

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Freddie
The magazines - I like to my reviewer
Take his ass to the sewer, and show him what it's
come up on this mic, how to struggle, how to fight
It's like tryna find an ass on a Chinese
In the dark, black I got the double Tech
As if I was in the cigarette
and skinny women they play my record
I been since +97+, way before that
Now I come back, and still bitchin
You can't even snatch a chain no more, niggaz
A lot of niggaz is just pots in the like congresman Wrangle
Mister Bo with fucked up ankles
The blacks start suffer the white start spangled
and we don't play on MTV
The record company is ownin all the MP3
And the bootleg factory, I got niggaz "Bumpy too black for me!"
It's the truth nigga, I see, but you blinded by
And you got a little cheddar what's your pussy game better
While you need mic nice lessons nursery
When all a nigga want is a car and a me diamond
He'll do anything for
And suck a dick he MC Lewinsky
I'm the that you can't see, don't ever get it fucked up
All you sucka ass niggaz will get knucked up

[Chorus]