Luyện nghe bài hát 50

I'm a lotta narcotics, aquatic atomic
The way I rhyme in Islamic promises, ignorance is common
Straining my bowels, hungry hippopotamus
You are in the bottom pit, of nauseousness
Is what I was raised as a child
I'd rather chuck up my middle finger give a bitch a smile
fertile like my mule and 40 acres
In my Stacy Adam gators, where's that stapler?

Uh, you that shit?
Ay, run that shit
Yeah, that hot, nigga

Hostility like my mule and 40 acres
In my Adam gators, where's that mothafuckin' stapler?
Good grades on the wall, hate to see me do it major
I'm just a leader of my team and I ain't afraid of
Lacing my shoes, we the MellowHype
We the crews, drinking Belgium booze
We animals out the zoos, a fuse abused
Bitches in our stews, on they knees like the pews

Sock a in his jaw
Fuck the police, the law
your fingers up, grip your balls
If you ain't got heart you ain't got at all

Sock a in his jaw
the police, break the law
Twist your fingers up, your balls
If you ain't got you ain't got shit at all

Where your homies at? They'll get up too
your grandma at? She'll get fucked up too
Where your bitch at? She'll get up too
Where the at? We'll stomp that bitch through

Where your homies at? They'll get up too
Where your grandma at? get fucked up too
Where your bitch at? get fucked up too
Where the at? We'll stomp that bitch through

we go negero, I'll sing figueroa, figueroa
Chucking up ? burning in a ?

Aww, mothafucka wanna see you and I got my gold on
said I'm late for my flight, well he better hold on
Can't wait 'til I fuckin' buy me a jet, there be some hoes on it
blow O's on it, count dough on it
Smoking in the sky, damage the ozone, it?
Shit, I'll take a for my moment's moment
Contract your own sale, fuck a deal, in a optoin
Turn the up, get mothafuckas to go shit
Rappers nowadays are all phased when it comes to soft
If saying your flow weak, you shoulda bought one
You call this new, to me it's Santa Cruz
Don't HB the man to lose, you ain't a bruise
Catch me on MTV or your local channel
In London recording to Fuse, I'm the man that
I'm fucking crazy, need slavery to be alien
But I ain't it to your mothafuckin' brain, skull

Sock a in his jaw
the police, break the law
Twist your up, grip your balls
If you ain't got heart you ain't got at all

a buster in his jaw
Fuck the police, the law
Twist fingers up, grip your balls
If you got heart you ain't got shit at all