Luyện nghe bài hát YGM

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

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

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