Luyện nghe bài hát Zone For President

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Here the Zone
Up the Ave. rollin' in his pimp
Look at him, wave
I bump that Trick Daddy

Prank-callin' Funkmaster Flex to get a
Fuck CD's, year, I'm doin' 8-tracks
Video on with SMPTE on the screen
Even Hype can't pimp me off the scene

Rap is a trade, so I got the Old Maid
The only label with the phone and fax on the same
I ain't no CEO, a gift for rap
My behavior keeps me rich from rap

'Cause when I'm trickin' at the bar, I came in with a
Called you distance, I was bonin' cell service
Chicks hella nervous when I 'em to eat
'Cause I'm out the door when they bring the

You me, you wish dishes for a week, I ain't bullshittin'
when I beat-make the Zone's bein' cheapskate
Hittin' up the dollar bill, it's all about the
You're runnin' up to freestyle? My bill is overdue

So I got a fee while you smoke a bone or two
She don't like me, I'm to stay like stretch marks
Horny, blow me in the key of f
She's mad at the Zone because on that shit

But she's totally, on his dick
yeah, baby, Zone Mission Part V
I return, you how we do
We don't do no

Yo, I think of that kid's record?
Yo, I thought shit was bullshit
You know what I'm
I'm bein' straight up honest, I lyin'

I ain't got no time to play y'all
But I gotta get somethin' off my chest now
I want you to pay careful attention
To I'm gonna say

Internet rappers me, askin' for a beat tape
it up, you don't know me
You went platinum in a room
Write, click and
I hope your hard drive
If this shit don't

But I been rappin' '81, nobody cares
Talkin' 'bout belt buckles nobody
Try to hip-hop, what are you insane?
I just play my part ain't a damn thing changed

Still my herbs get the dime pieces, cool beat it
Zone's still zonin' these fools get weeded
cradle-robbin', still lookin' for your daughter
Step to chicks and lose quarters my game is out of order

I be like, yo baby, yo baby, 10 years behind
So I still do the man to keep up with the times
Still playin' Hunt, [unverified] with the temptation
To spray my ex with water gats filled up bleach, ho

Still pop-lock, still can't graffiti write
Like still ain't shit [unverified]
I hate choruses, I sleep through hooks
Still scopin' Lucy Liu off the books

doin' shows but wind up gettin' kicked out
Feminists are mad 'cause I this dumb bitch out
Still hate 'cause I bone and feel nothin'
2000 somethin' suckers still frontin', frontin',

on talkin'
'Cause you're the only man around here who's sayin'
I'd rather not at all than vote for this crook
Hey, you know I am for that jive-ass nigga
You right, damn right, damn right

I got a little message for all cats out there
Makin' 90000 dollars a
Still wanna download my off the net
of buyin' the CD, you cheap bastards
Fuck y'all,

To all the people come to my shows
Who wanna the sound off
they got mad about a little joke
(Fuck y'all)

And everybody else out that's a waste of sperm
Your father pulled out early
Fuck
I hope you die and go to hell, you lousy son of a