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 nigga from back in the days
Once up in ya, Ain't a Damn Thing Changed
Ahh, stage with 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 shit, rock it
Aight, check one one, peep the
My trademark, chanky as fuck, with the slow funky (what?)
Bumpin, straight bumpin, neck
out your tongue motherfuckers I'm comin
Hardcore's the way I swing yo
Back in eighty-eight I to flow for the crew Low Pro
A seven year vet still as malt liquor
So mirror who's the motherfuckin nigga?
I'm the motherfuckin nigga
Now when I in the mirror, what do I see?
Besides a shady-ass slash rapper one of the first to stab ya
Up up and away think oh now, images start to click
I see your reflection, description young male holdin his
out like Popeye, deadly as Magic Johnson
Droppin my third album, back for more like Charles
(what?) hey, hey, I got a million of em
Takin this so-called rap to another level
The capital W to the motherfuckers in a beanie
All-star so clean, saggin my Turkish earring
Down the mad-ass zoo, I thought you knew
I bring to the picture, the motherfuckin nigga
I'm the motherfuckin nigga
Horns...
Bring the beat back, bring that beat back,
that so I can fuck it up and treat it as if it was a four track
Locked down for years now releasin
Lettin my testicles swing from left left right then back to the left
It's that quickster, mad hister, looka
Beast known to you give your motherfuckin hood up
Cooler than a chollo, gettin my on
Goin solo, fuck all you niggaz be my logo
Bitches down now wannabe on my team
I'm kickin raps tighter than Leroy on Fame jeans
But they nathin but dug out like a booger
like Abdullah 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 niggaz let me rhyme
Beat it Cleotus I used to hear it from record
No doubt, deep down knowin I take all artists out
But me out now nigga, you can't stop the reign
Here to reclaim the
It's the four up, two twisted in the middle
So who's the nigga, mirror mirror solve the
Cause I'm the motherfuckin
Fuck that, I'm the one,
Horns...
Am I the nigga?
Let it