Luyện nghe bài hát Pen Game

Yo
PA to BK

Mac
S.K.Y.Z.O.O
I love money, I money.
You take a buck me, you doug funny.
I said I love money, I money.
You a buck from me, better duck dummy.

[Mac
Im with my man Skyzoo, is the class clown of his school.
Dround you in typhoons, hittin' you rhymes too
keeps they eyes glued, pound if you my dude,
We stay like Einstein's IQ
And ya'll muther fuckas where I'm comin from
cats up, like a little peice of bubble gum.
Tryin double sum's, hustle, let my money run.
I even battling dude, I'm having fun with it.
Jokes make him wrong in his own skin,
Sippin gin from a bin makin' my dome spin.
And your the type that'd try to take your own kin.
Feel it close on toes, hangin from clothes pins.
I'm spittin blades, God it, my tooth hurts.
I'm out with a bunch of cancerous tumors.
Yup, music's my baby, I ain't gonna, her.
So I stay with the radio, like Gooding Junior.

Who you think could me lyrically?
In the middle of I bring the heat.
My worst verse hot as your ryhm, Damn.
The pen insane
Who you think could me lyrically?
In the of Alaska I bring the heat.
My worst hot as your best ryhm, Damn.
The pen insane

I'm one drink away from you meant to say
Like I think he on the of what the kings made
And in the of an eye I'm on the kings page
But no album, is all for the mixtapes
In a lane, no signs of road rage, aint no body over here to rage quit, so no gains
No sleep, no retreat, no surrender, no from me,
I'm the pen of the
I what I speak, so if I given you a sentence,
Then it bez what it bez, hit on the agenda,
You leave it up to me, and you can up the team,
put your in end and I'm dismember your limbers
The harder the city, the starting point guard, that can up to the fall,
so the parts is all gone, no on the bench,
and I got a no trade clause, so I'm long haul no switchin

Who you could bother me lyrically?
In the of Alaska I bring the heat.
My worst verse hot as best ryhm, Damn.
The pen insane.
Who you could bother me lyrically?
In the middle of I bring the heat.
My verse hot as your best ryhm, Damn.
The pen insane.

[Mac
Look, I rip mics to cook em or eat em raw
I was bustin freestyles I could read it all
MCs just call me the monster in their mind that them all the time
And they thought if they could ryhm they make the situation a lil diffrent then the present
See, I fucked track, worried thought I got her pregnant,
I'm haulin ass, yall is whack, taking out the trash,
Duckin these sharks n crabs, giving MCs heart attacks,
Its yo boy Mac, damn Im great, and you guessed, no love a man with aids,
I feel you gays with some hand grenades, drop bombs, remove your hands and legs,
And I pray dear Lord please give me the strenghth not put these little in their taint till they faint,
Suffocating, now you choke you a broke MC, now aint nothing to do but smoke your like...

Who you could bother me lyrically?
In the middle of Alaska I the heat.
My verse hot as your best ryhm, Damn.
The pen insane.
Who you think could bother me
In the middle of Alaska I the heat.
My worst verse hot as best ryhm, Damn.
The pen insane.

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