Luyện nghe bài hát AAAHHHH!!!

[Busta
Yeah,
Woo! Yeah, woo! Yeah, woo!

Niggas want me to rhymes, so ironic
It's Busta Rhymes, so
Niggas can't fuck with the kid, you the logic
dookie shit, 'fore we make it a topic
I'm shitting on to where I need a colonic
Or when I'm showing up and only collecting the
Sha, sha, sha, que is how I picks it up
niggas put holes in the wall is how I rip shit up
'Tron, a lil yak and kush is how I mix shit up
I love the way she gets on her knees and how she licks it up
The way a nigga give you the shit and how he it up
Look, pardon me, yeah look, how I lift shit up

[Swizz
Woo! Yeah,
I just a big bag
I drop a big bag
On a new
AAAHHHH!
I just pulled up to the club
the top off, all new
AAAHHHH!
Woo! Went shopping four days, four
with the, riding with the
AAAHHHH!
Right! I really give a
AAAHHHH!
Now let the beat
on, now we gon' clap on
Clap off, clap on, yeah we gon' on
Nigga all crazy, strap all on
Tell homies clap off from the

[Busta
off, clap on, bitch we back on
Wall in the west wing, hang my on
I be blacking in this bitch 'til the whole track gone, King
Got 'em bouncing off the walls, ping
Rolls Royce Wraith seats, I'm resting my on
of 1942, getting my drank on
Funny how my mommy say she love my rap
How a nigga keep it fresh, slacks
Now that's wrong, she ripping off her new black
Now she bugging, shorty, can't the dick that long
Collapse on the couch inside of my
Wish y'all niggas could've really seen my