Luyện nghe bài hát Pushin' Weight

one for the nation

I got lyrics wake up spirits
They told me how to make big and spend digits
Can you dig it?
You fed, you dead, see red
My lead, yo head, I fed, you shit
I got rhymes push that shit like
My nigga Lincoln help me
Through this retaliate, it's official
I got bomb, bomb, diddy, diddy, diddy, bomb, bomb

When I hit you, push the issue, my ghetto dope is
The bitch with you already know that I'm blazin'
by the number, we can slumber, on the under
Girl no wonder, you got a ass full of
The Tundra ain't cold enough
And ain't old enough for this game, I'm rollin' up
De-zamn, it good to be the don
Straight legit, while niggas like Gotti sit

A yeah
I push rhymes weight
I rhymes like weight
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I push like weight
I push like weight

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I push like weight
I push like weight
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I rhymes like weight
I push like weight

I hold zone a Corleone, no more fuckin' with that homegrown
Hit the shit we on, the rolleo's and the
You still fuckin' with them faggets, we turn into maggets
Oak on the dash, but no coke on the
You broke ass learn to mash, like me, yeah
Constantly, put the down
With four or five that's musclebound

Send your head to the
Won't be satisfied, till I get my face on a
You got to earn this, you can't it
Can't it, got to live it, or we gots to visit
Who is it? The exquisite, Don
Walkin' with my entourage, I I'm betta, makin' chedda
You see me sag in my Jag, with the rag recognize the
You get back

wanna do it like me, I got it made
Been makin' rap money the tenth grade

Since the grade

What you

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I rhymes like weight
I push rhymes like
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I push rhymes like
I push like weight

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I push rhymes weight
I push rhymes weight
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I push like weight
I push rhymes weight

I keeps a firm grip on my shit in transit
Uncandid, it's the young
Fresh out the trenches, the wood
City of the Tempeon, the hoods lurk
In search of the rich blocks, to lick spots, and kick
From glass, down the pig locks
tips by the clock
You niggas scramblin for
And settle for and croutans

I'm out for armored bucks and armored trucks, armed killas
Bitch niggas get swallowed by the
Ain't no harmin' me, the army full honary niggas you see
So while you pace bitches and saturns livin'
I hangs with niggas who got on they hankey
After Ben Frankeys, with the big eyes
You bound and nullified
Sit back and mine it multiply

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I push rhymes like
I push rhymes weight
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I push rhymes weight
I push rhymes weight

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I push like weight
I rhymes like weight
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I push like weight
I push rhymes like

Ask me
baby, worldwide baby
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Ice Cube makin' money in the rap game
Than some of you can with a bird in your
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Puttin' it
We wanted in fifty states for weight

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Pushin' rhymes weight
Pushin' rhymes like
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Yeah, blaze one for the

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You know my
You know my
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You know my

Yeah, of you fools just got in it
And think you change the game, uh
You ain't changin'
I been doin' this, I been this
Yeah, uh

Ask me
Ask me