Luyện nghe bài hát Best Rapper Alive

Bring the and I'm loud In Living Color
It is Weezy fuckin' baby got rappers in my stomach
Yumi, I'm takin' it, I ain't asking them for
If you sell a million records we can battle for ya'

I count a hundred thousand dollars on a Sunday
Watch a game and bet it all on one play
Still baby, yes I'm still flossin'
car on the market wit the top peeled off it

Big wheels it look a lil' bulky
You look a salty have ya' self a chill coffee
out the girls is still out
Even though I am a and got papers to fill out

I'm I got paper to reel in
God, I they steppin' at the end of my rod
I I'm fishing in the right pond
And I hope you catchin' on to line
Who am I?

The best rapper
The best alive
The best rapper
The best alive
Swagger right, check tight
And gon R E S P E C T me

(Who?)
The best rapper
The rapper alive
The best alive
The best rapper
Swagger right, check tight
And you should be afraid, be very

The of New Orleans
Thumpin' and beatin', and breathin'
Stealin' and feedin', peelin' and
Killin' and grievin', dearly departed erased

No prints, no plates, no face, no
Out of out of mind
No court no
Sell his chain celebrate block party second
Zulu ball, essence fest, jazz fest, Gras

Shorty bounce rock
Now he now he got
Family cry the Fed's tell the cops
the rat comin' back to the house
To the tap, tap, knock, knock, who is dat?

Trigga man hoodie man the kids
man pistol pete ammo mammal, gun man, blum, blam
Damn you dun' fucked up
Pussy ass niggaz put ya' nuts up, call me

The rapper alive
The best alive
The rapper alive
The best alive
Swagger right, check game
And gon R E S P E C T me

(Who?)
The rapper alive
The rapper alive
The best alive
The best alive
Swagger right, check tight
And you should be afraid, be afraid

Fuck up wit all rookie MCs
Smell like a bunch of to me
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em good, fuck 'em long, 'em hard
Fuck who? 'em all

Yeah, dat jus like dat, right back
I'm on dat train and the mac'll knock 'em off track
The quarterback, well protected from the Sapp
The young heart attack, I dat cardiac

You can't see me baby boy, you got dat
I'm here straight out the hood jus like an alley cat
Since a king where the fuckin' palace at
Me I got on my hands, I can handle dat

It's no baby, I so got 'em
It's just a lap baby, I'm jus joggin'
And I even out of breathe
The motherfuckin' best yet for cursing

The best alive
The rapper alive
The best alive
The best rapper
Swagger right, check game
And gon R E S P E C T me

(Who?)
The best alive
The best alive
The rapper alive
The best rapper
Swagger right, check tight
And you should be afraid, be very