Luyện nghe bài hát The One

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For the with the bumps
Bump, c'mon,
Comin the alley with a trunk full of funk
who is you?
Who me? Oh, I be that nigga from in the days
Once again up in ya, Ain't a Damn Thing
Ahh, stage left the right angle even
We got the MAAD Circle in the dis evenin
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 funky tempo (what?)
Bumpin, straight bumpin, neck
out your tongue motherfuckers I'm comin
Hardcore's the way that I yo
Back in eighty-eight I used to for the crew Low Pro
A seven year vet strong as malt liquor
So mirror who's the motherfuckin nigga?
Cause I'm the nigga
Now when I look in the mirror, do I see?
a shady-ass nigga slash rapper one of the first to stab ya
Up up and away think quick oh now, start to click
I see your reflection, description young holdin his dillznick
Chest out like Popeye, deadly as Magic
Droppin my album, back for more like Charles Bronson
(what?) hey, hey, I got a million of em
Takin this so-called rap to another level
The W to the motherfuckers C-me in a beanie
All-star so clean, with my Turkish earring
Down with the zoo, I thought you knew
I flavor to the picture, the motherfuckin nigga
Cause I'm the motherfuckin
Horns...
the beat back, bring that beat back, yeah
Like that so I can fuck it up and it as if it was a four track
Locked down for now releasin myself
Lettin my testicles swing from right left left right then to the left
that quickster, mad hister, nigga looka
Beast known to you give your motherfuckin hood up
Cooler a chollo, gettin my stroll on
Goin solo, fuck all you niggaz should be my
Bitches down now wannabe on my team
Cause I'm raps tighter than Leroy on Fame jeans
But they nathin but dug out like a booger
Cause like Abdullah on Car Wash, I'm hip to the of hookers
Put the, put, put the needle in time
And I can remember when niggaz wouldn't let me rhyme
Beat it Cleotus I used to it from record labels
No doubt, deep down knowin I all they artists out
But check me out now nigga, you can't stop the
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 nigga
that, I'm the one, shit
Horns...
Am I the flyest
Let it