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 anything it's gonna be
Cause Dilla Dawg a one of a nigga
em off with the rhymes, motherfuckin' son of a 9 nigga
If I pull a chain out in the sun it'll niggas
First thing that come to your mind when you think of
Takin' cuts to the front of the
I break blunts, fill 'em up, and then fire, and take
The of G's, the gaters, and gutter
The and D's, the haters and rudder
My niggas runnin' the streets, they to eat
And heavy, deep in Chevys and Jeeps
And carry so be ready to bleed if you talk shit
My (?) nigga (?) we
of my niggas been locked down for something, prolly bitch smackin' niggas not down for nothin'
Got a fetish for dough, cheese,
Out for the so blow these nuts

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[Verse 2:
Everybody's not goin',
They mad because can't accept me
They try to hex me, especially those who never
They want clothes and nicer lives
I don't have an ego, I go harder average people
I got twice the drive
Suited and booted, niggas have heard I was lost
You might wanna consider your
I try to it cool, show people that I can chill
So wealthy people take me and know I'm real
Hopin' I'm clubbin' in
I ain't step inside
Silicon Valley two months
On jet, I'm venture capital nigga
it how I invest
I'm in the trade so
The Wall Street but I don't flex or front too much
It's too to serve you, I'd rather curve you
This ain't just rap, this
I'm in places, I shop places don't see black
So if you're in my league tell 'em Nas and Dilla
Frontin', I've never been in my D's, not creased yet
But I bet out in I get that respect