Luyện nghe bài hát To My

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stop
Say
Play parts

Uh, huh, it stop
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Say Huh, uh, huh
Uh, huh, it stop

Uh, uh, huh, uh, uh, uh
It stop, what?
Yeah, yeah, hearts
Guess what, y'all? it

I, splash y'all with gats I use
Ice dangle off my chest 'cause my improve
knuckle game, chip toothed, way of buck and change
I want the dough, the fame

Already made history, y'all can that, that ain't shit to me
About to my own ASCAP and that's that
And a rotisserie instead of Kenny Rogers
And Benihana's, y'all can eat, plenty at

of lobsters, dressed in Esco' boxers
With that sex so proper, best flow since Rakim
Liver, personification of
Describe my characteristics, murder

will smoke embalmin' fluid and vomit to it
I'm straight chronic, yo, it's atomic, how I up
Same ol' G, I rocked Kangol's, Lee's
Nothin' changed but my bankroll, still jig to the

Please to my
To my bitches, to my
To my riders, to my
To my bitches, to my

To my riders, to my
To my bitches, to my
And fly assholes, to my
To my bitches, Timbaland and

Yo, yo, we rippin' tracks, like beatin' beats with bats
Watchin' crews the views when the heat in they back
If you hear a click, trust me, you wouldn't clack
If you it up front, I got no choice but to pull it back

rhymes don't faze me, I'm above 'em, half y'all raps is
Born retarded, now you out tryin' to get rid of 'em
You should be sick of it, I posess no
That's the man that made your head nod 'til you licked his balls

Verses, I 'em, when it's my turn to get 'em, I got hot flows
I only do shows for burn
So cock this mic and bust out back, kill you
And then gonna blame me for fuckin' up rap

Who's fuckin with that? and Esco', it's on
you speak in my direction watch your tone
From QB to VA, count the blocks we own
It's locked and sewn, I repeat nigga, watch your

Please to my
To my bitches, to my
To my riders, to my
To my bitches, to my

To my riders, to my
To my bitches, to my
And fly assholes, to my
To my bitches, and Esco'

Yo, see
The big man with the and the fly Bentleys
love me, niggaz say
Timbaland's really rappin', what the is up, B?

I kill niggaz with seven thangs, they jackin' beats
I'm a eight digit
Maybe, I just rebuild and send that out to see, what?

to my niggaz
To my bitches, to my
To my riders, to my
To my bitches, to my

To my riders, to my
To my bitches, to my
And fly assholes, to my
To my bitches, Timbaland and