Luyện nghe bài hát Working The Mic

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

Hilltop Hoods the mike,

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fucking with me, Suffa MC,
Tongue like sandpaper, rougher than we?
We been gone for a while it's been a cold winter,
We to get this crowd off their feet like back injuries,
Raps and similies, acts to hack into me
try bring me down like a Mac had backed into me
Back your car into me, fact you injure me
We to crack the back of this whacked rap industry
These MC's dont wanna, (they don't wanna) mess me
Fuck that run his mouth its just a
Storm in a
You whacked as Aussie troops to Afganistan
I'm in the world war with my man
I'm takin MC's to war fuck the friendships and
End this my lyrical depth is bottomless
We thought you'd us
no forgetting me
You wanna
You couldnt win a battle

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

Hilltop Working the mike,

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Ive had enough of dissings,
And ambition,
Theres but wishing,
To become all phat they're undernutritioned
Hey there no your listen,
You getting in my system,
Your chance is as much as an Iraqi becoming a Christian
never shine, you cant polish a turd,
Your shit is dope but shove it down throat to swallow your words
Im sick of slander for what I stand for,
You're not the man you're just masturbating in propaganda
And got a lot to answer, your dont stink,
Think you're ship wont sink, mandate it don't
That you're large and we're small time, to rob easy minds,
Carrying the heavy weight of their ego on spines
This is rugged raw the heads'd nothing more,
But others talk politics and swallow dicks a fucking whore
So what're they bugging
Its just hiphop, and war
Pressure MC, Hoods,
The lyric

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

Hilltop Hoods the mike,

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