Luyện nghe bài hát The One

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For the with the bumps
Bump, c'mon,
Comin through the alley with a full of funk
Nigga who is
Who me? Oh, I be that nigga back in the days
Once again up in ya, Ain't a Thing Changed
Ahh, left with the right angle even
We got the MAAD Circle in the house dis
Get down, and ya quit
Yeah yeah, that's it damn nigga, rock this shit, it
Aight, one one, peep the blizzo
My trademark, chanky as fuck, with the slow tempo (what?)
Bumpin, straight bumpin, neck
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 strong as 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 quick oh now, images start to click
I see your reflection, young male holdin his dillznick
Chest out like Popeye, deadly as Johnson
Droppin my third album, for more like Charles Bronson
Rhymes (what?) hey, hey, I got a of em
Takin this gangster rap to another level
The capital W to the C-me in a beanie
All-star so clean, saggin with my Turkish
Down with the zoo, I thought you knew
I bring flavor to the picture, the nigga
Cause I'm the nigga
Horns...
the beat back, bring that beat back, yeah
Like that so I can fuck it up and treat it as if it was a four
Locked down for now releasin myself
Lettin my testicles swing from right left left right then back to the
It's quickster, mad hister, nigga looka
Beast to make you give your motherfuckin hood up
than a chollo, gettin my stroll on
Goin solo, fuck all you niggaz be my logo
Bitches wasn't down now on my team
Cause I'm raps tighter than Leroy on Fame jeans
But they gets nathin but dug out a booger
Cause like Abdullah on Car Wash, I'm hip to the game of
Put the, put, put the needle in time
And I can still remember when niggaz let me rhyme
Beat it Cleotus I used to hear it from record
No doubt, down knowin I take all they artists out
But me out now nigga, you can't stop the reign
to reclaim the fame
It's the four up, two twisted in the middle
So the nigga, mirror mirror solve the riddle
Cause I'm the motherfuckin
that, I'm the one, shit
Horns...
Am I the nigga?
Let it