Luyện nghe bài hát YGM

Rough, and raw, nobody saw us
So I smashed through the windows and with it all
Didn't even leave the broken
Put it all in the van and it home to stash
We don't bargain, we throw man
No money, pull honeys at the jam
So give it up is Sean and Ant's stage
Yours is on the floor with permanent mad face
You hit last place like you didn't know you
And caught a bad like you never over stood
Damn just a waste of track tape
I bet them raps taste like an ash tray
You kittens gotta be
All that hyperbole your spittin' is bitten
Look at the teeth marks, the dental records
Go take a second to locate them exits,
Believe it's for you to believe it
Clean out desk and turn the keys in
termination day for these half wits
Flappin' them lips from the to the casket
You mundane like Sunday
as much threat as a wet book of matches
They show me where the mic was, I it
Took the stage and made the feel fantastic
Atmos follow the fear
Don't be talking off my ear I'm swallowing my beer
Get the fuck outta here your act
Same type of cat that likes to talk behind your back
Stab it, in your like what's happening
The brighter the lights the come, it attracts em'
Nowadays I keep to self so tell your girlfriend to take her off of my belt buckle
So fuckin' the tummy rumble
Gotta be more then just another monkey's
So get dumb this album
And do it like I don't give a damn the outcome
Slide past the trash that's
Slit the tree in and crack the pavement
Wrote graffiti on the mainstream
Was validated enough - we had the ladies
After Satan his ass off
all love hip hop, we'll all have bad jobs
And there on that assembly line
I'll to remind you bout your empty rhymes
On lunch break I'll battle you for those
Do it for the love or to prove you're a fuckin' fake
And after I catch a kiss from the receptionist I'm gonna pose this
I quit, I never have
If you step in the act you better be better then
You can talk your like whatever, dag
But excuse me we need to check your bag huh
You're stealin' now give me my style
How does it feel to piggyback my crowd
Say it loud, break it down, em' out
Like "give me this, I'm young, and mixed"

That's what I'm talking
Yo Ant
I wanna at some friends
I wanna say what's up to Ole Bill
I wanna say what's up to
Los Notivos, 1, I Self Devine
Hakim, Brother Ali, Kancer, Mole Man
Jimmy 2 Times, Time, BK One
Blueprint, The Chosen Few, my man Real
J-Bird, Kevin Peacher, Joe
And my brothers Jordan and Nathan

Yo Sadiq I didn't forget you man
Let's get swimming pools!