Luyện nghe bài hát The MC

Bitches on my line, a probate
H2O flow and i don't gate,
is no trial, this a closed case
thats why my mans birds like a road rager,
im no angel, my like a sega
of rage 2, i make them hoes skate, dont let the flow escape,
just let me flow above, im loud out the clouds "TURNT UPPPP"
And these worth bucks, fuck ifs or
Yeah up harlem hoes say i'm "waaaavy", LA girls say i'm "holetiyyght"
I a hater like he lost a watermellon fight (LAUGHS)
Call it what you want i'm what you like, i'm ballin all my life i'm Sydney Dean ya'll Snipes,
Never really been the ice, my lady friends never really be into the life,
I like a deep thinker, i like a wine drinker, i like a dutty bitch with some vagina piercing,
i like a good listener, i 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 and rap as tighter than some biker shorts,
Dont know why they fighin' fo, dont know why they arguin' , dont know why you even ask, nobody hot as this
They be on that water here, put a couple in the air, then they get that like they dont know where a traget is,
And im shoppin like i dont know where a Target is, a niggas draws be on some stupid Neiman Markus shit
(Stupip Markus shit)
Bring the hook, i think i need to 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 irony in that is i all about the benjamins,
Im all about my woman friend, benefits to get it in BBM Pinnin me some in they intiments,
womanizing to say the least and everything after nautalis 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 smoke and let the tree talk, I'm at the green Rock-steady/Bee-Bop(ninja turtles villians)
No Longer do i freestyle, Money for the strippers, comin after me huh they probably off the dippers,
they must come a bible, swine flu, and a pistol
My side is all yall side dont buy tickets

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