Luyện nghe bài hát Rasta Imposter

What you got to do with it? What the fuck you about?
What the fuck you got to do with it? You stupid nigga? You
Did you see that video, Fuck wrong with you? Like you don't,
you don't know what you go to do it. Like your fuckin insane or
something. (You wack ass nigga)
(laughing in background)
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Y'all is weak, y'all starstruck niggas think shit is sweet
That busy bullshit is dead up in the street
Heard that garbage dough jam, made me
On when heard your man's shit and went to take up his
Jealous faggot man cause I'm richer than
I load my desertees, I'm picturin y'all
On the of Queens where I was raised and born, hardcore
And stood on every corner like a store
Clips of hollowtips, follow loose lips
Aimin at clique and make em cough up my chips
Bitch, ya niggas wanna see if I'm
Wanna see how rappers can be killed, how much blood can spill?
When I inject this lyrical drill, if I do it, the dumb-dumbs

Tell that nigga to his man to tell that nigga
I send the wolves to kill nigga
If you wanna why, its cause I'm still that nigga
Michael of all this rap shit, pullin the trigger
What the You on a mission to self-destruct
And have the nerve to let the chickenhead cluck
Your swervin nigga, follow the white lines
up on the sidewalk, off course, read the sign
I'm so ill, y'all niggas is so
Your whole is such, y'all lack the hard impact
Far as your man go, I got young niggas that get him
Treat him a Philly, wet'im and split'im

L.L. lose niggas, we can do it however you choose nigga
One on one or up the crews nigga
But Can-I-Blast you out your shoes
You the rules nigga!

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shit, give me cream so I can grab my dick
Sew that shit, what the y'all niggas workin with?
Backwards, ass-jerk, up out the woodwork
my meat, tryin to critique my physique
A real nigga even mention my lips
believe you went there, no I know you a bitch
Sugar-coated nigga, nigga
Young guns take a before they quote a nigga
Yeah, I wrote it nigga for all my live devoted niggas
I'm a and livin lyrically ill poet nigga
So what you talkin bout? That shits supposed to be
Y'all niggas on the warpath, y'all over my block?
I not, matter of fact your not aloud to rap no more
And if you hear in the club sneak out the backdoor
And if you bumpin in your ride make sure windows is up
and tint's passed the limit
So they don't a faggot's in it!
I'm L.L. and I did to you
Teflon waitin for every nigga with you
Rhymes hit you, you up again and split you
Niggas official thats why Mom Dukes miss you
Tell your man bring it on, I'm only warm
Never die, never quit, and my long
Punk ass crab nigga, talkin his lips
Constantly involvin my name that bullshit!
Why I diss You stepped up in the ring
Ice jinglin in the video you the next Don King
And tell your man I know he got some lyrics in the
But I'm the best ever did it, now get this motheruckin ass
Mic's too hot to hold, it in the sand
So I can describe the picture with hands
You must not understand in command
I got all the flavor, but y'all is mad bland

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I'll cut your fuckin head off and leave it on mom's dresser
Then pay the pope a hundred to go and bless her
You wanna test a lyrical and professor?
I bet y'all niggas off now that your under pressure
I don't stress ya, yet still I must ya
Extort niggas for gettin fucked up, stop and ya
Fuck wrong with you nigga? You do nothin to me
If I put a in you on the low, you'd probably try to sue me
Your girl me, I said "Now!" She said "Do me"
a nut in her face on tape to let the crew see
Can't put dirt roll, poppin shit
Underestimantin what niggas'll do for chips
I originated all this
The ice, the champagne, the bitches on the
That really don't apply to you in a barrel
Mic's my staff sendin you a like Pharaoh
it alone or get swallowed in the sea
The King of Hiphop is something you could be
My crown never see, I'll rule forever, G
I'll be goin when you just a memory
I'm the double L, C, double O
With the seven upside down slayin the clown
What the fuck wrong wit y'all You out your mind nigga?
You better try to go beg Lauryn to come or something
Fuck wrong you?