Luyện nghe bài hát The Sickness

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[Verse 1: J
I got the MJ disease MCs wanna be me
If I anything it's gonna be heat
Cause Dawg a one of a kind nigga
Killin' em off the rhymes, motherfuckin' son of a 9 nigga
If I pull a chain out in the sun it'll blind
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 puffs
The city of G's, the gaters, and
The switches and D's, the haters and
My runnin' the streets, they ready to eat
And roll heavy, deep in Chevys and
And carry so be ready to bleed if you talk shit
My (?) nigga (?) we
Most of my niggas been locked down for something, bitch smackin' niggas not down for nothin'
Got a for dough, cheese, bucks
Out for the lettuce so blow nuts

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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
want better clothes and nicer lives
I have an ego, I go harder than average people
I got twice the drive
Suited and booted, niggas might have heard I was
You might consider your source
I try to play it cool, show that I can chill
So wealthy people me serious and know I'm real
Hopin' I'm in Shanghai
I ain't step inside
Silicon Valley two months
On private jet, I'm venture nigga
Read it how I
I'm in the trade so
The Street Journal but I don't flex or front too much
too early to serve you, I'd rather curve you
This just rap, this facts
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 been in my D's, not even creased yet
But I bet out in I get that respect