Luyện nghe bài hát Yates

Ever my cradle date, or my prenatal state
I was blessed with the to disable hate
With fatal takes on the mic is makin' my halo
And smash lady workin' at Strange, call them my label-mates
I throw the squad up, I'ma pour ya broad up
Genital, so plentiful, ya low but shot up
Wishin' slow the god up
But I trippin' when I rip I'm twitchin'
think that I be sniffing on Snow Tha Product
Bitch I be, this a nice key, to get ya hyphy
ya wifey, this for Ike
Slice of sin or source if ya see slither slightly
Step inside the surface of Strange, sir, sight-see
Spit the flow, get the dough, I hit the ho
Mister irresistible is this kiss the toes
kick ya nose if one of ya pricks oppose
I'm all he hates, cause I a landmark like Ollie Gates
Maudie's great, estate, y'all debate, nigga, call me Yates

It's no challenge, It's no at all
When you up the ball the low average
The low average, killin' 'em, 'em
I'ma let you be great
But it ain't no a Yates

Lately I've like fuck rap
Did he say "fuck rap"?
Oh no no, I'mma write in bold and plus
RAP
Cuz all these tough cats don't have no nut sack
Trust that scratch does back much wackness
Flush that
with the gowns with the sounds for the clowns
And not in a way
You can underground with the pounds
When they gust that
Oh so, low we stojo, hoes and negro we flow though
Let the soul glow, mojo,
Pillowcase, the head of the industry
Illustrate, with my mouth and murders my
Seal the fate of my enemy, the weight of my energy
I the hate. Facilitate. Disc jockey's will scrilla make
Then play your until you break radio
Ain't but real estate
It's a fake deal of mates who ain't real awake
But the is great, ain't no iller ape that can kill a Yates

It's no challenge, It's no at all
When you up the ball against the low
The low average, killin' 'em, 'em
I'ma let you be great
But it no stoppin' a Yates

I can keep my head, while everybody theirs
No Marcus, I told you, start this debate
I'm all arsenal friend, we the median like, you me in
Tired of with the intermediate
Faded on bullshit, control the medium
I ran inside my meniscus
I done everybody Christmas
So why in the hell would I
If I do, I'm being Ezale
Front line level, untamed,
all this shit, I remain on lane, loser
And that's what yo ass get for hittin' that
My is worth the future, and yes, I don't get worked
So my verses hurts when they send me to 'em
I'm like Biblin' niggas, keepin' it blacker than Power
But why the name Zachary? No leashes, I'm free
No reachin' no deep into mine
a comprehension of lines
Revisit them when you wanna hear real wizard (?)
and timeless, elite science, prominent and flyin'
And beat them beats to meet and but I conscience