Luyện nghe bài hát Mindfreak

[Criss - Intro]
Yo it's Angel.
I want to introduce you to the mind freak,
the conjurer, the prestedigitator, the Ludacris.

Abra cadabra, welcome to the Luda
feast your eyes on the great what it do you for
not much to me spit it how I live it
it that I'm gon kill it every chance I get it
and I'm too legit to quit it hammer
telling my behind bars like I've been rapping in the slammer
and other rappers slipping like they rapping on
but Luda stay like I've been rapping for the camera's
I'm than the mind of Minotaur
women say I stay harder than a rock the rock of Gibraltar
thats why they like to blow me like put me on a poster
and keep me by there side like they put me in a
I thought I told you, Luda's magic
plus I get them starbucks like magic
so much money that women won't leave
plus I got a couple tricks up my sleeve
cos..

it's Cris Mind freak in the back of a
I know magic do away with your clothes
I know magic do away with your clothes
I know magic do away with your clothes

2]
Voila, and for my trick
I'm in the hood with my gang set trip
rep your side, throw it up you bulimic
and if you got money like I've never seen it
broke bastards, these cashless
I'm on that green like Tiger at the masters
I cause disaster like
your whole life is a joke like fools day
just kidding with cha, now here's the
I eat rappers every verse thinks lunch time
I'm good under pressure, when it's crunch time
I put your chick in handcuffs like one
one rhyme will beat whole damn album
one rhyme make me sign on the X like Malcolm
the industry is rapping and I'll house em
then skeet off your girl, guess what, here's the outcome

3]
Luda, got more magic than in
and plenty of ammunition like Rambo
try to compete and get played a banjo
they need to stop it like niggas wearing sandals
take another step and get
I'm on a as if my pupils were dilated
thank God I made it, I'm they call the best
I rip fucking heart out off what they call your chest
I'm a beast it, disturb the peace with it
give me a beat and I'll have a lyrical feast it
then throw it in the trash and let you finish
your is Scrooge like the ghost of Christmas past
and I'm the Grim reaper, prepare to meet death
you see me on the tube, now me in the flesh
speaking of once your girl is out of the sack
you can me pull a fat rabbit out of my hat
because...