Luyện nghe bài hát Minnesota Nice

I don't be, I service you with a smirk,
I don't wanna be, show you the way a fly!
I don't be, you might be bad, but I'm worse,
So worse!
I wanna be, they call me Minnesota Nice!
I don't be, I'm staying fresh,

I'm stayin fresh to death, mother fucker, the kicks!
101, homes, what the lesson is.
Man you're ugly and she is worse,
Who to volunteer to leave?
Me first!
Smelling like a platypus like a hippo,
See the girls as soon as I step out the limo.
Just because we share the same mic mean you nice either,
really any shirt can be a beater.
go Prof flexin on 'em again.
Follow a couple gorgeous women and I 'em in.
'em to the dollar store or bar with the friends,
She'll be callin' again, you can it a win!
All I do is do it, in my Buick,
Prof get the ... like, oh do it!
I grab a of bars, I'm living with a fist full,
Everybody are now, blow the whistle.

[Mr. Poole]
It's official, been made aware of the ratio,
Now all I about is (gears?) and fellatio.
The of a man's career on your Casio,
Control your battle and fly you off the patio,
Everybody money off the microphone,
So can just...and drop a Viper on some chrome.
But I'm the classiest or the trashiest,
I'm planet exists on the of Minneapolis.
And I'm the catalyst for class lyricism,
Be glad that chick is blast in this in her system!
She loves that rock hard presentation,
Fallen rap stars used to in her basement.
This year the dated six point five,
Head shots we're making this joint live
And once again my man.
Now show some respect and a gentleman's hand.

Cuauhtli]
Ah, I'm a breath of fresh air,
Sexy fucker with that long ass hair.
I mean to be tasteless,
Just thought I take a to explain my greatness.
I'm an example of how to your game up,
Aim up, when I'm out you lame ducks.
through my hood entertaining your sister,
Bass old school (solberry kickers?)
I'm trying to it like a T.I. Is,
I hope you catch a (know?), what you about this?
I'm so bad, like a single parent mommy her hair all did,
But her kids is sloppy!
You can't stop me, broke the brakes on Chevy,
Moving fast, try to catch the ...
It's getting' heavy, hit the gym to my weight up,
bigger than your block homeboy, so throw your state up.

Came up the way and put my name up,
Now why would anybody wanna slug?
Straight up, your fake pump snake blood!
Fuck you and the space you up!
My eyes are red cause my life in
I put my up on the table where they slice the bread!
Boast and until my toe gets tagged,
Old men with a grocery bag!
I go one for the road, two for the encore,
Couple more you feel like you're holding down floor!
You ain't a whore, they make money,
You're just a bum somebody's DNA on your tummy.
Ask your 'bout Atmosphere,
Went to the hell and got a rap career!
Now I into the place with the grace of a John Deer,
And you're face got weird!

I don't be, I service you with a smirk,
I wanna be, show you the way like a fly!
I wanna be, you might be bad, but I'm worse,
So worse!
I don't wanna be, call me Minnesota Nice!