Luyện nghe bài hát The One

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For the with the bumps
Bump, c'mon,
Comin through the with a trunk full of funk
who is you?
Who me? Oh, I be that nigga back in the days
Once again up in ya, a Damn Thing Changed
Ahh, stage left with the angle even
We got the MAAD Circle in the house dis
Get down, and ya don't
Yeah yeah, that's it nigga, rock this shit, rock it
Aight, one one, peep the blizzo
My trademark, chanky as fuck, with the slow tempo (what?)
Bumpin, straight bumpin, thumpin
Stick out your tongue motherfuckers I'm
Hardcore's the way I swing yo
Back in eighty-eight I used to flow for the Low Pro
A seven year vet still as malt liquor
So mirror who's the motherfuckin nigga?
Cause I'm the motherfuckin
Now when I in the mirror, what do I see?
Besides a shady-ass nigga slash rapper one of the first to ya
Up up and away think quick oh now, start to click
I see your reflection, description male holdin his dillznick
Chest out like Popeye, deadly as Johnson
Droppin my third album, back for more like Bronson
Rhymes (what?) hey, hey, I got a of em
Takin this so-called gangster rap to another
The capital W to the motherfuckers C-me in a
All-star so clean, saggin my Turkish earring
Down the mad-ass zoo, I thought you knew
I bring flavor to the picture, the motherfuckin
Cause I'm the motherfuckin
Horns...
Bring the back, bring that beat back, yeah
Like that so I can it up and treat it as if it was a four track
Locked for years now releasin myself
Lettin my testicles swing from left left right then back to the left
It's quickster, mad hister, nigga looka
Beast to make you give your motherfuckin hood up
Cooler a chollo, gettin my stroll on
Goin solo, all you niggaz should be my logo
Bitches wasn't down now on my team
Cause I'm kickin raps than Leroy on Fame jeans
But they gets but dug out like a booger
Cause like on Car Wash, I'm hip to the game of hookers
Put the, put, put the back in time
And I can still remember when wouldn't let me rhyme
Beat it Cleotus I used to hear it from labels
No doubt, deep down knowin I take all they out
But check me out now nigga, you stop the reign
Here to reclaim the
It's the fingers up, two twisted in the middle
So the nigga, mirror mirror solve the riddle
Cause I'm the motherfuckin
Fuck that, I'm the one,
Horns...
Am I the flyest
Let it