Luyện nghe bài hát The MC

Bitches on my line, a probate
H2O and i don't hold gate,
this is no trial, a closed case
thats why my mans birds like a road rager,
im no angel, my hoes like a
Streets of rage 2, i make them hoes skate, let the flow escape,
just let me flow above, im loud out the clouds "TURNT UPPPP"
And these bucks, fuck ifs or maybes
surfs up harlem hoes say i'm "waaaavy", LA girls say i'm "holetiyyght"
I a hater like he lost a watermellon fight (LAUGHS)
it what you want i'm what you like, i'm ballin all my life i'm Sydney Dean ya'll Wesley Snipes,
Never been into the ice, my lady friends never really be into the life,
I like a deep thinker, i like a drinker, i like a dutty wine bitch with some vagina piercing,
i like a listener, i like a sense of humor, i like a hoe that likes a hoe just for my amusement,(laughs)
Ok, i like to think im likable, i like to think i write and rap as tighter than biker shorts,
Dont know why they fighin' fo, dont know why they arguin' , know why you even ask, aint nobody hot as this
be on that water here, put a couple in the air, then they get that choppin like they dont know where a traget is,
And im shoppin like i dont know where a Target is, swear a niggas draws be on some stupid Neiman shit
(Stupip Neiman shit)
Bring the hook, i think i to spark again.

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah a should stop, everyday is 420 every moments Woodstock, everything is good but them wish i would stop penetrationg the culture but i do it til' this Wood Stop, Uhh!
Magnificent, anti-impotent, landslide by Lyricis,
Got it lock like Styles Sheek Kiss and them the in that is i aint all about the benjamins,
Im all about my woman friend, benefits to get it in BBM Pinnin me some pictures in intiments,
to say the least and everything after nautalis aint a beat,
Daytona 5 Grey S5 the baddest out of 3 dimes Lisa "Left" Eye,
my Flow Chilly TBoz, watch 30 rocks in it No Peacock, A little NBC talk,
I and let the tree talk, I'm goin at the green Rock-steady/Bee-Bop(ninja turtles villians)
No Longer do i freestyle, Money for the strippers, they comin after me huh they off the dippers,
they must come a bible, swine flu, and a pistol
My is all ryders yall side dont buy tickets

I love them fly bitches, my fly down when im wit em'