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
Dilla Dawg a one of a kind nigga
Killin' em off with the rhymes, 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 of hardcore
Takin' cuts to the of the line
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 the streets, they ready to eat
And heavy, deep in Chevys and Jeeps
And carry so be ready to bleed if you talk shit
My (?) nigga (?) we
Most of my niggas been 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 rose
They better clothes and nicer lives
I don't have an ego, I go harder than average
Plus I got twice the
and booted, niggas might have heard I was lost
You might wanna consider source
I try to play it cool, show that I can chill
So wealthy people take me serious and I'm real
Hopin' I'm in Shanghai
I ain't step inside
Silicon every two months
On private jet, I'm venture nigga
Read it how I
I'm in the so much
The Street Journal but I don't flex or front too much
It's too early to serve you, I'd curve you
This ain't just rap, facts
I'm in places, I shop places don't see black
So if you're ever in my league 'em Nas and Dilla
Frontin', never been in my D's, not even creased yet
But I bet out in Greece I get respect