Luyện nghe bài hát White Rappers (A Good Guest)

[Intro:
"White rappers, you're coming to this as a guest...matter of fact, you are guests in the house of hip hop..."

[Hook: Your Old
wise words from Your Old Friend
What matters is the beats and if the goes in
Its not about the color, its not about the
It's not the color of your skin, your skin

1: Droog]
Back again, the realest dude on the panel
tucked in the collar of my new flannel
Only t.v. I want is my bitch
Cooking shit she saw on the Food Channel
Wise, the way I
a vigil for the mourn, you still couldn't hold a candle
To I did on wax before ever signing contracts
No numbers by memory, no
And you thought it was perfect Curt Hennig
I when we weren't sinning, condition worsening
Came along way the first inning
Getting better with every I'm penning, know what I mean?
On the mic I'm witty, but we ByCommittee
And my demographic is like Diddy
Not one of fans got cash, it makes sense though
Bums gravitate hot trash
You bars out of boredom, pa
I them songs that'll live long like Lord Jamar
for today and for tomorrow
I don't know your kids' kids' kids' kids though
Diddo, loco, flow is crazy
Rhyme a phrase like pro quo' with 'coco'
is straight by the wavy
Just don't let any soul blow get on my
Power, with beat, I begin to devour
In the wee hours, rhymes for dolo
The clutches, and my is hands-off
They come in at the end to put the finishing touches
On whatever we's doing, turning nobs and
Son comes through and fucks up like "What you doing?"
I never do that, but good
Gave me like scantrons but I stood the test

[Verse 2:
"Can a rapper fool a Muslim?"
"No, Not nowadays, bro"
"So the hell makes them think they have to say so?"
"I don't know, but I'm glad you're not like them
Your emotive, you didn't come into this with a motive"
The way he on the track was straight bananas
Came right in our house with manners
that shit down quick, the clique dug it
Old Droog been a like the chick that had a Mcnugget
Never purchase a
The Droog even takes his shoes off he gets in the crib
I don't push the 'hold it now' gender or lib
More concerned with libido, coquito
Mosquitoes try to bite em, Rubies wishing to be an
They Winston's on stage hoping I'll light them
met anyone dopier
Son, you's a cornier cornimus, be a
It's like Don't be a to South Central
While Drinking your Juice in the Hood, damn good
Like L.L. the hooker with the
She's "sweet as brown sugar with the candy gams"
Oh, my bad, Nia Long?
Your raps put me to sleep, guess I have a song near long
I'm not singing a sad sad
Flow is like cut down on the cool, it's mad strong
Like bringing the strength, y'all
I'm Flex night, excite and enthrall
I'm Italian and I'm
A lot of rappers want to vent, but when they do it, uneventful
Tumbleweeds get humbled like
For trying to impede the path of the
Fuck up your anatomy, remember
is the sincerest form of battery
Got cash that go the bathroom for me like a hitter
Rhyme words with 'orange' but I'm more than just a
A guess, no longer in his hood, stressed