Luyện nghe bài hát By the Way

The to your face claiming Muhammad Ali shaking
Fist full of
grated, be P caking
Whimp you with Jim faking, be P aping
I sell rock, and clap canons
I'm old school like white rock soda and
is a starving artist
I gain a lot of weight cause a nigga regardless
You a target, and about bullseye
You a employee, a good guy
And nothing wrong with that, nigga
Ain't nothing with this
I make something strong rap, nigga
And what, the nigga next up
He can't a song for shit
West
But I can make death ring doorbell next, kid
I told y'all I'm the family, chill
Don't sleep on a call, it'll get your family killed
Gotta be who bodied the
Cause ill, gotta be on
be -- what the fuck is you on?
Popping pills, chopping krills -- what the fuck is you
be the best rapper to spit it
Gotta let these niggas know who still live it, P
It gotta be P
The fifth to your face, shake, I gotta be
Spit in your face, maybe be P laughing
Gift from the Great, it gotta be P clapping
I can't around you bitch niggas
beam make your team steam like a
fish
But the new burgandy
With new kicks from Munich, Germany
My net worth be your neck jerk
Expert whenever, wherever the burst
The most flow
Yo, your whole dead, toe tag on the floor
Villain of speech, rappers pretend with the beats
Hit with the knife, goodnight, I send 'em to sleep
And the kit is the Confederate General Lee