Luyện nghe bài hát YGM

Rough, and raw, nobody saw us
So I smashed through the windows and dashed it all
Didn't leave the broken glass
Put it all in the van and it home to stash
We don't bargain, we darts man
No money, pull honeys at the jam
So give it up this is and Ant's stage
is on the floor with your permanent mad face
You hit last place you didn't know you would
And caught a bad case like you over stood
shame just a waste of track tape
I bet them raps taste like an ash tray
You gotta be kiddin'
All that your spittin' is probably bitten
Look at the marks, check the dental records
Go take a second to locate exits, bitch
it's time for you to believe it
Clean out your and turn the keys in
It's day for these half wits
them lips from the cradle to the casket
You like Sunday traffic
About as much threat as a wet of matches
show me where the mic was, I grabbed it
Took the stage and made the fans feel
Atmos follow with the
Don't be talking off my ear while I'm swallowing my
Get the outta here with your act
Same type of cat that likes to shit behind your back
Stab it, in your face what's happening
The brighter the lights the come, it attracts em'
Nowadays I keep to self so tell girlfriend to take her eyes off of my belt buckle
So fuckin' hungry the rumble
Gotta be then just another monkey's uncle
So I'ma get dumb this
And do it I don't give a damn about the outcome
Slide past the trash hatin'
Slit the in half and crack the pavement
Wrote on the mainstream application
Was validated enough - we had the masturbatin'
Satan laughs his ass off
We'll all love hip hop, we'll all bad jobs
And even there on that assembly
remember to remind you bout your empty rhymes
On lunch break I'll you for those cupcakes
Do it for the love or to prove you're a fuckin' fake
And after I catch a kiss from the receptionist I'm gonna pose like
I quit, I never have
If you step in the act you better be better that
You can your shit like whatever, dag
But excuse me we need to check your bag huh
stealin' now give me back my style
How does it tryin' to piggyback my crowd
Say it loud, it down, take em' out
Like "give me this, I'm young, and mixed"

That's I'm talking about
Yo Ant
I holler at some friends
I wanna say what's up to Ole Bill
I say what's up to Puck
Los Notivos, Stage 1, I Devine
Cool Hakim, Brother Ali, Kancer, Man
2 Times, Budda Time, BK One
Blueprint, The Few, my man Real Proof
J-Bird, Peacher, Joe Good
And my brothers Jordan and Nathan

Yo Sadiq I didn't about you man
get these swimming pools!