Luyện nghe bài hát Working The Mic

Since back in the days, we been the crew,
Hilltop Hoods the mike,

Hilltop Working the mike,

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Who's fucking with me, MC,
like sandpaper, who's rougher than we?
We been gone for a while it's been a cold winter,
We back to get this crowd off feet like back injuries,
Raps flaks and similies, acts to into me
They try bring me down like a Mac had into me
Back your car into me, fact you can't me
We back to the back of this whacked rap industry
These dont wanna, (they don't wanna) mess with me
Fuck that bitch run his its just a
Storm in a
You as Aussie troops goin to Afganistan
I'm in the world war with my man
I'm takin to war fuck the friendships and politics
End this because my lyrical is bottomless
We you'd forgotten us
Theres no me
You wanna
You win a battle hypothetically

Since back in the days, we the major crew,
Hilltop working the mike,

Hoods Working the mike,

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Ive had enough of dissings,
And ambition,
Theres but wishing,
To become all phat when they're
Hey there no your listen,
You bumped in my system,
Your chance is hardly as as an Iraqi becoming a Christian
You'll shine, you cant polish a turd,
Your shit is dope but shove it down throat to swallow your words
Im sick of copping for what I stand for,
You're not the man you're just in your propaganda
And got a lot to answer, your dont stink,
Think you're ship wont sink, mandate it think;
That you're large and we're small time, to rob small minds,
Carrying the heavy weight of their ego on spines
This is raw the heads'd want nothing more,
But others talk politics and dicks like a fucking whore
So what're they for?
Its hiphop, love and war
Pressure MC, Hoods,
The lyric

Since in the days, we been the major crew,
Hoods working the mike,

Hilltop Working the mike,

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