Luyện nghe bài hát 50

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

Uh, you hear that
Ay, run that back
Yeah, that hot, nigga

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

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

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

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

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

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

Aww, mothafucka wanna see you shine and I got my on
Clancy said I'm late for my flight, he better hold on
Can't wait 'til I fuckin' buy me a jet, gon' be some hoes on it
Just blow O's on it, count on it
in the sky, damage the ozone, don't it?
Shit, take a life for my moment's moment
Contract your own sale, fuck a deal, in a optoin
the bass up, get mothafuckas to go shit
Rappers nowadays are all phased when it to soft shove
If niggas saying flow weak, you shoulda bought one
You call brand 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 channel news
In London to Fuse, I'm the man that confused
I'm fucking crazy, need slavery to be alien
But I ain't it to your mothafuckin' brain, skull

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

a buster 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