Luyện nghe bài hát What's Your Alias?

A me what's your name?
MC
What's alias?
I'm the of the South
What's your
I ain't playin' your bitch ass
So boy you say?
Here I go, I go

Bitch I'll back slap or back stab after that kidnap a rap
it louder if you comin' to rap
Your arms to short, your legs to
I'm the shot shit off of deputy dog
it in two and true so do
By I can take you and you and you and you
Straight like Kerri Kittles
head bob very little

Gooder than a whole hand full of
Evil with feedback I turn on the mic
I'm the that has to when you open your sprite
No fight no war no brawl you all ain't
they see me their eyes get big, arms get sweaty
Enough to go around, you know exactly how it go
In house uptown big boys throw
Out of control from bag wood back to New Orleans
If it'll make you feel good that's what you can it

What's name?
Mac, The Don,
your alias?
Shell nigga
your thing?
Murder, murder, murder,
what'd you say?

Who rocks it? I play the plug you play the
You all got your pieces nicked lets it
Now how I get your open knock and it
You all niggas so now you all tryin' to jock it
My formula's trill these fake ass niggas are
niggas with them ill times are rockin'
He lifts and it suckers are toxic
I'm all what's fallin' in my pocket
I'll be the one they wanna share that cock

Your just that nigga they wanna shock with
You never hit it your niggaz you did it, you probably ate it
Laid back and
Take fake wood strips off the side of you ride
'Cause real niggas keep their war on the inside money with pride
She'll niggas we on the block niggas Fiend cocked in 98
We bought more and triggers we be murder, murder too
So have my money or have my
And oh your little sister to stay up off my dick

What's name?
F I E N D
What's alias?
I'm Mr. Get It On
What's your
I'm the one that call the
What'd you
Whomp, whomp, whomp, whomp,

I'm the decided private to fire on me
Bringin' you extra clips and jeans favorite style's
Mr. Get It On I noticed I didn't drop the phone
If it's on then it's on stay loaded up the zone
I stay on some chrome Mr. Bad Ass nigga
My verbal can kill you I'm a mad man killer
Warnin' no can turn you to thugs and drug dealers
So what the fuck up nigga expect me to be

Well you beneath me like athletes feet
You can't beat a handicapped
As for me I the art of MC
It was all BC wanna see me?
Close eyes and hold your breath that whore pushin' that store
Cuttin' on over to death
Bet you are set for ghettos soon to be junk
Got fuck up, I'm Mr. War War

your name?
Silkk, The
your alias?
Mister!
What's your
I'm a man nigga!
what'd you say?

Mister with real thugs mister's real blood
Mister don't shoot blanks mister shoot slugs
I never shit except from the ghetto and I don't feel love
Nigga I'm out there without this nook I see a club
what? Mister hit your block Mister hit your spot
Mister you duck the fuck down or Mister's gettin' shot
on come with me come and get me
I'm gonna find you some hurtin' I drop flies that hurt the same

I hit the street man tries to hurt me
Let me my contract on the beach he got me some ends
Look turned look nigga I got me a Benz
You know me see that nigga gonna with the rocks in his hands
He worth a cop just to block his rocks and then ran
I check my flow year only got better
So cold now if it's hot I can still leather
Mister NO L I M I to the T, yeah that's me

What's your
MC
What's alias?
I'm the of the South
What's thing?
I playin' with your bitch ass
What'd you
The man's right