Luyện nghe bài hát Duck Sick

You was jealous, it's all fault
up, punk?
You was jealous, all your fault
soon it's a homie you're grievin'
You was jealous, it's all fault
Got beef? What a
You was jealous, it's all your

Back for the payback, black, you up shorter
Geah, your ass is out, wrote another
Funky rap about jealous conflict
How you diss C.M.W, boy, you ain't shit

Your senses should tell ya, kick it, don't be a
to whip is Eiht, unlike a zero
I hitcha, or get witcha
Sit down, clown, I commence to paint a

Hm, it's funny, but yet somewhat amazing
Take you serious? I think about it I'm blazing
Only then will my show
How I and let my tempo flow

Too sorry is the name for rap
No competition, dissin', boy, you need to be
Eiht ain't no punk, so learn it
Oh yes, P.S., C.M.W., and you can get my sick

You can get the sick
You can get my sick
You can get the duck

I don't it, how the hell'd you get on wax?
Makin' demos on tape deck tracks
You did a show and I heard it was
You tossed our records, think I tossed back

You got the nerve, tryin' to go down a trooper
In words, you go down like King Cooper
So stop your little dissing, that I can't handle
I put your lights out, you have to rap by a

Go head up punk, or out, I know you must've
Heard the word, new jack, I'm not a
Always down to bust a record, a party, know what I
But unlike yourself, sucker, I do it for

So period, end of story, don't bore
Me, Tha Chill MC, to gory
So that's it, the Eiht and Chill is the
(Chill)
Word and you can get the duck

You can get the duck
Yo, you can get my sick
You can get the sick
Geah, get the duck
You can get the duck

Get the duck
up
You can get the sick

Wait a minute, hold up, punk, I know kiddin'
Sayin' E can't hang, bullshittin'
I'm not a rookie, a beginner
If fakin' was a sin, you'd be a

up my mic and gat, start gunnin'
Fresh off the streets, so start runnin'
You across like a two-bit sucker
Tryin' to compare with a hard

Punk, call me Eiht, so give me respect
I you did a show on your Mom's tape deck
Fool, you up smooth tryin' to diss
A victim of a violent on the list

So wake up and smell the bud', you little
Tryin to go head up, punk, you got no
Conflict you pick, you're
You can't us, but yo, you can get the E's duck sick

You can get the sick
Geah, you can get the E's sick
You can get the duck
'em

Now, who got you hip to be a
You sorry
(You punk snapper)
take a step back, and boy, start peepin'

On and Chill
(Geah, no sleepin')
as it's kept, the news'll spread like AIDS
Hip hop, C.M.W. paid

Always down to dunk the
Or down a weak-ass punk
The beef you got, to Chill, don't shit
Just a test I have to pass to I'm on hit

And Tha Chill's on hit, with the E I don't quit
I grab a chair and a whip like a lion, I'm tamin'
Peel a cap and snap on the mic, I'm gamin'
So watch me rip, 'cause you is on a ego tip
Stupid suckers, yo you can get Chill's duck

You can get the duck
you say, E?
Get the duck
Get the sick

Yo, who want the duck now?
My man want the duck sick, E
My man DJ Slip the duck sick
Word 'em up, we be boomin' on the boards want the duck sick
My Deejays Ant C and Mike T want the duck

You are sick