Luyện nghe bài hát Microphone Killa

Yeah, quick to the draw an animator
down tapes like I'm Hannah Baker
Microphone
in a navigator
They just cannot the data
now they know I made it
(Baby now know I made it)
Uh, better get ready to bust, Merk you or what?
I'm lighting the medical giving the heady a
heavy as us, venomous touch
Got 'em all up
give up
Turning your city metal to dust (click boom)
Make tombs for my
Make room or I'll 'em buried
I'm cutting through all capillaries
Give me, give me, all the god damn
With the trees on deck, I am Groot
So
Give me some more to breathe
They saying things about me but the about me is I never care what all these motherfuckers think about me
Young and OG, my game since '03
a cold breeze whenever I speak to you
Speak the truth, living proof, I can reach the
And move a mountain,
You move around it
Try to climb it but the climate got your movements
See the room is when I pack the show
All bumblebee pull up at the door
out, when I'm burning out
Tryna get money in absurd amounts, I'ma need a third account
I'm the one you heard about,
Campaign like a politician
laid low 'cause I got a vision
And I gotta bring that bitch into
Got 'em I would stop
But I never slow down like I'm running from the
Put money in the pot (yah)
Got the pocket and I'll take it no debating
Give me you got, 'cause
I am the mic, the microphone
I the mic, like Mike I'm all thriller
Looking for a bigger dinner got the world up on my finger-tip like a fidget spinner bitches, because you that I'm the

I am the mic, the killa
I am the one the golden gun
I am the light, recite with no
Don't to the best and expect respect
I'm on deck so it's best to protect your neck
I am the mic, the microphone
I am the mic, the microphone
I am the mic, the microphone
I am the mic, the mic, the mic, the mic, the
The killa

I'm the killa with a gun on my waist
Fuck out my face, tequila out the jug with no chase
And with apes, gorillas, fuck the love it's just hate
Snatching crumbs off your plate and ask if you got something to say, I it
I'm feelin' violent, I've been a tyrant since
My potion's I'm the OG like Obi-Wan
I'm going hard a virgin's first booty call
Every verse will give them pins and needles a voodoo doll
Now every rapper Big Merk is taking doo doo's on
See me in a camo-balaclava when the news on
out Webby we the youngest with the juice
I got an army behind me, we are hundred, strong salute, yeah
bitches salty, they feeling froggy, well get up off me
What's in the coffee? I fold 'em up I did the laundry
I'm Kurt Cobain, with a hint of Auzzie, my shit is
I 'em softly, I'm ice-cold like I went to bargaining
I never fall off once
I'm Air Jordan in his prime and y'all are chucks
My fan base will keep like Paul Blart's gut
One bar in the booth will get these Pop-Tarts stuck, I'm
These ignoramuses think I'm famous, the shit is
I'm sipping Jameson thinking about which whip to in
I feel the hate it's just motivation to get me paid
So if they say they don't like me means I fit the A-list
Hey bitch, why you mad at the kid? had it with this
You you dope, but I'm actually sick
Hacking this shit, in the mix, gargantuous shit
You think you you get slapped with a dick, no question
Everybody wants to head off
It's R.I.P Prodigy, I'm bringing on Earth
We the truth, we the that you should bet on first
Yo Webby this shit's like a and ten bar verse, let's get it
It's probably 'cause I've never my shit in double time
Which means that now I to go and add in just a couple lines
Fuck it's fine, we the right now
CT to Canada how you feeling right now

I am the mic, the microphone
I am the one the golden gun
I am the light, with no filla
step to the best and expect respect
I'm on deck so best to protect your neck because
I am the mic, the microphone
I am the mic, the killa
I am the mic, the killa
I am the mic, the mic, the mic, the mic, the
The killa