Luyện nghe bài hát Rare Species

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Yo, do u want, however do you need p
My mobb bring it to life, back to reality
You walk a fine playin wit mine, the greatest story ever told in rhyme
We in ninety-five, wit demo raw raps is knives
To all y'all cats alive
Take your time don't the clock, infamous rock for good now
Pass like my duns on holdin the pot down slow
But assuring this, these
ass heads catchin shakes, feenishly
I ball in this, word this, probably recording this
Of course kids keepin sights upon this
Exclusiveness, like some new type of
We got them things fixed, passed the wrong man in my
You get charged wit incense to kick bullshhh
Welcome to the of this whole shhh

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Yo, we the men for the
You know the m-o, b-b's, warrior style, species
Catch us on block , on your wide-screen tv's
From beach to over-seas from over there
It's back to the beats, longevity to all the great grand cc's

Yo, for my qbc duns, all real hold it down
You bust yours, we bust ours and on firm ground
Pass the dutchie while i, handle the henny
You never catch me sleepin, stay on top of this
I know they me, if not they probably waitin for a downfall
Scheming on my property, we got the
Let em get a little cold, let em the tree smoke
Hit em where we blow and don't let nobody
The snakes in the grass, you gotta watch you move
Son, shots get loaded, don't run wit the crowd son
and move, you hear me?
And the way we rock it, the only way to live
If you think about it
Every is humble wit precision, careful thought decisions
And my whole cli-tique the same
41st till I dearly depart, then I'll be somewhere gettin bent up in a den
Sippin gin, while you cats just pretend to be something
That your not and that's not good my
On a personal, I ain't even feelin you
Don't even acknowledge the fact that you weak
We bust gats at, on the reg at
Son you know we passed that, get em outta here, 'cause you could have

Four pounds, stumbled off
Fire off many a rounds, I heard return fire 3% of the
Your dogs was wives actin like girls, get feminine when handlin
You could run or the window, son
Or this hot one, we rip all strifes dun dun
Without a fight son, we keep the house dope like ? pie
We twist and pop henny, wet on the daily, and
Peers get chilly, turnin macks
Now they bandin, court rehanded and got remanded,
A one to three degree v-o-p and n-c-c-v
And send me up a hub to a facilities
could I do but sneak, burn a tree, or tobacco leaf
Or wait until my time served and get
Cool, back on the I seen some old drama
I still hold heat to send your ass straight to
kids started to drilling like they ready and willing
I gave em exactly no to switch feelings
out, to my man, look out
Commits to warfare, and rock to sleep like this here
Seventy-two as if I was back on the top
Hours of thinkin about how tip they ass up out the basket
Beligerant glass heads, I'm
No knowledge of the man nor his
now is session, "soldiers boys, today's aim is: never show your heat
And don't it"
You life, wit a man who lives by the sword
And dies naturally against all laws
What, speed on and on