Luyện nghe bài hát Spastic (50 Cent Diss)

I observed this, short nigga Curtis
His soul he let record purchase
They were nervous but now wordless
This 50 I spit shit that rips out his cervix
is you only dropped one hot LP
Smell me? Now you wanna dead me
This is the tenth shell I'm inserting ya dome
Sitting on the throne yet still I murk u wit the
Homes I got gold and platinum, test your
U gettin manicures, thug life ain't glamorous
You is phony, dissin everybody on Ja's roster
When you ain't hip hop nigga pop is your genre
Lames should change your name to The
Diss Nas you get faded, couldn't see me with
They say I'm givin em hell but this shit is a climate/
Burnin internal, shell inferno it's Nastradamus/

Magmatic, my flow is purely heat
You Nas was kufis and bean pies
I'm illmatic, stillmatic in rap shit
You niggas ain't fit to spit my

Niggas on me, this is the rude awakening
Niggas act like insecure gettin facelifts
It's still Escobar, who set the bar for
Never dropped the ball now u niggas war
No love, I throw slugs, like dro I'll up
More presidential than the
You tried to rob but you never dethrone the god
On tour wit kissing my ass for cheese
like a rat, nigga please
Even then you never trees
Told JMJ that Nas was your
Records sold was zero, before the
And a fact faggot, you got ya act backwards
I'm tight spastic, in the streets jackhammers

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