Luyện nghe bài hát Maxi Curls

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Players,
I see maxi
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I got skill, you're on my tip, now off
off, let me do this
And y'all turn the off
The radio stereo here we go, flow and

Rico, South side, Latin, you're feed pattern
Black people mingle, white people, buy my
bangle, let go my steel Ego
Throwing rhymes in spirals like Joe

Dolphin, now shut up
Close mouth and
You be hatin', debatin',
Ratin' latent, and

My album's love mics, tough dirt bikes
You get
New York City, run and
California, I switch up, on ya

Like Don Cornelius, on train
And heads I off, in rap leave a bloodstain
A bigger pain, you need Novocaine
off Rakim, you copy Big Daddy Kane

You know my steelo, I rhyme against a people
Who they equal, disguising as Jamaican people
Fakin', funkin', pedigree, your beat is sunk in
toy of little boy, stepping down to Roy

I'm no joke, I rap for cash and you're a coat
Bronx bomber, on the freak momma
Stinkin' movin', my crew is comin' through

I see curls
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Players,
I see maxi
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'Bout it, 'bout it, Master P, makin' money G
No for promos, get paid when I MC
You know my feeling, I'm dealing, with so real
And blackout, your format, is not appealin'

R & B can step up, but can't to me
You know how, I, feel
That's wack, book bags, packed on your back
bop, my skin is black bet

Program channels, your grandkids wanna see me
Freakin' status, styles, freakin' flows
Freakin' foes, lyrics, freakin' spirits
I make a def person it

Duplicate you demonstrate, I used to make
I watch, your crew'll imitate
Motivate still to pay bills
Creative sauce, watch out, I'm your

On Panasonic Steve, style bionic
You get to workin', head bop, you not jerkin'
You be out lurkin' for danger, in my
You think I'm bugged man? With Cat woman, a stranger

Packed with speed, level Reed
Steelo jets and Blass like rockets
In your pockets, your brain sockets

I see curls
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Players,
I see maxi
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Like Mobile, settin' up in Alabama
For grammar, my style Arm & Hammer
computer, underground like Roto Rooter
Fools critics they mimic, copy,

get hurt, you blockhead, try to stop me
Digital thinkin', you're blinkin', career
Old Mod Squad, you rap like Lincoln
turned, you catchin' ringworm

A heavy virus, than, hepatitis
like ten people out the clinic
Yankee uptown, you can't win the pennant
I do construction, you pack up your production

Your lips are ready, your girl has a suction
her bags pack her bags pack her bags right
Pack her bags her bags pack her bags left
style is A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P, Q, R, S

Don't test, I taught you how to get deals
You put my style on your
You went uptown, claimin' my
Get back, down

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Players,
I see maxi
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I see maxi
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Players,
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Maxi curl,
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