Luyện nghe bài hát The Sickness

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[Verse 1: J
I got the MJ disease cause MCs be me
If I spit it's gonna be heat
Cause Dilla a one of a kind nigga
Killin' em off the rhymes, motherfuckin' son of a 9 nigga
If I a chain out in the sun it'll blind niggas
thing that come to your mind when you think of hardcore
Takin' cuts to the of the line
I break blunts, fill 'em up, and then fire, and take
The city of G's, the gaters, and
The and D's, the haters and rudder
My niggas runnin' the streets, ready to eat
And roll heavy, in Chevys and Jeeps
And most carry so be ready to if you talk shit
My (?) nigga (?) we
Most of my niggas been locked down for something, prolly smackin' niggas not down for nothin'
Got a for dough, cheese, bucks
Out for the lettuce so blow these

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[Verse 2:
Everybody's not goin',
They mad because can't accept me
They try to hex me, those who never rose
They want better clothes and nicer
I have an ego, I go harder than average people
Plus I got twice the
Suited and booted, niggas have heard I was lost
You might wanna your source
I try to play it cool, show that I can chill
So wealthy take me serious and know I'm real
I'm clubbin' in Shanghai
I step inside this
Valley every two months
On private jet, I'm venture nigga
Read it how I
I'm in the so much
The Wall Street Journal but I don't flex or too much
too early to serve you, I'd rather curve you
This ain't just rap, this
I'm in places, I shop places they see black
So if you're ever in my league tell 'em Nas and
Frontin', I've never in my D's, not even creased yet
But I bet out in Greece I get respect