Luyện nghe bài hát Velveeta

I feel sorry for your
Bruce Wayne, the way
W

I be the dude that get up in vails with the Rockports
I'm outside with th and the ride
The big 5-O the and the yo
Pumpin' Master P and not DeAngelo

The disc jock, Sarakhana
Goin' off wet and
The unholy, yo it's me
Straight the D, so who wants a ki?

I'll split the wig of a pig
Made a with the devil and I won't renig
When in Cleveland I'm in the valley the way
Hustlin' everyday drinkin'

You might see me with Paul or my dude Day-Day
How's some remmie, don't be rude bay-bay
From Detroit to Cleveland, my 75 I was
Cola shoppin' OZ choppin'

This is for the hustlers who be real with grind
more cheese than rats see in a lifetime
I want to clock cash and rock the mic
I walked on in Cleveland and then I shine like sunlight

I bust in Atlanta didn't let slide
Underground, Wayne, known nationwide
See I tell ya some of rappers in the game ain't it
of these nappy head clowns can't afford an outfit
What you sayin' boy, you get with me?
Big cheddar, melt little

ain't velveeta to me
Still ain't to me
Still ain't to me
Still ain't to me

I be the microphone master, crashin' party
Clownin' up in veils, drunk with
You better get girl because I'm thristy about it
And if you think I hit that, yo doubt it

I steal all them bigs in your hood on the
Million dollar we get money, I keep tellin' ya
I don't give a hoot if your girl dance
I always Adidas screamin' fuck your man

Yo E, Bruce Wayne, unholy, it's E
I'm down with and Masta M-I-N-D
Coppin' the corner ki, the dealin' Cleveland I flee
shots at my enemy, but you brothers ain't it to me