Luyện nghe bài hát Tired

Make you go, soul for soul mic control
Kid you touch me with a ten foot pole
And I made the devil sell me his jewels
He was out to cold me and play you for fools

Kid, you know the must be smokin' super cools
Try to dis' me on the low got to be a
That's alright though you you won't see me shakin'
I'm out to the spot on who's real and who's fakin'

Who's givin'? Who's Who's livin'? Who's starvin'?
Diss me on the mic it's for headstone carvin'
And every tap writin' will strike ya lightin'
Dissolve ya like powder so turn it up

Go on pump the wattage get the by cottage
I like streaks, I like Spanish freaks
I like Korean barbecue, I'm old school beats

'Cause I'm sick of all the shit that's
And I'm of all the lip that's poppin'
And all the wack attitudes coppin'
I'm only tryin' to get a few heads

I'm of all the shit that's droppin'
And I'm tired of all the lip poppin'
And all the wack attitudes people
I'm only to get a few heads boppin'

It go bang bang boogie, I'm sick like a
I'm than bud, I'm thicker than blood
I'm older time molded from the divine
How can you be so bold to think that you'll mine?

I'm cash like Johnny it's the man
And I'm walkin' this line the way I can
With my tan and my bloodshot eyes
I bodied no one, I ain't chopped no pies

With the butters the gutters
I'm about to explode and blow the spot for nave
Up the Gun Hill Road like shells
Been heaven to hell
And I'm a say a little prayer for every rapper that

'Cause I'm of all the shit that's droppin'
And I'm tired of all the lip poppin'
And all the wack attitudes people
I'm tryin' to get a few heads boppin'

Yo, I'm sick of all the shit that's
And I'm tired of all the lip poppin'
And all the wack attitudes people
I'm only tryin' to get a few boppin'