Luyện nghe bài hát YGM

Rough, and raw, nobody saw us
So I smashed the windows and dashed with it all
Didn't even leave the glass
Put it all in the van and took it to stash
We don't bargain, we throw man
No money, pull at the park jam
So give it up this is and Ant's stage
Yours is on the floor with permanent mad face
You hit last place like you didn't know you
And a bad case like you never over stood
Damn shame just a waste of tape
I bet them raps taste like an ash tray
You kittens gotta be
All that hyperbole your is probably bitten
Look at the marks, check the dental records
Go take a second to them exits, bitch
Believe it's for you to believe it
Clean out your desk and turn the in
It's termination day for these wits
Flappin' them lips the cradle to the casket
You mundane like Sunday
About as much threat as a wet book of
show me where the mic was, I grabbed it
Took the stage and made the fans feel
Atmos with the fear
Don't be talking off my ear I'm swallowing my beer
Get the fuck outta with your act
Same type of cat that likes to talk shit behind your
it, in your face like what's happening
The brighter the lights the bugs come, it em'
Nowadays I keep to so tell your girlfriend to take her eyes off of my belt buckle
So fuckin' hungry the rumble
Gotta be more then just monkey's uncle
So I'ma get this album
And do it I don't give a damn about the outcome
past the trash that's hatin'
Slit the tree in and crack the pavement
graffiti on the mainstream application
Was validated enough - we had the ladies
After Satan his ass off
We'll all love hip hop, all have bad jobs
And there on that assembly line
I'll remember to remind you bout your rhymes
On lunch break battle you for those 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 like
I don't quit, I have
If you step in the act you better be better then
You can talk shit like whatever, dag
But excuse me miss we need to your bag huh
You're stealin' now me back my style
How does it feel tryin' to piggyback my
Say it loud, break it down, em' out
Like "give me this, I'm young, and mixed"

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

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