Luyện nghe bài hát Afro Puffs

I rock and stuff with my Afro Puffs
(Rage)
on, wit' cha bad self

I rock rough and stuff my Afro Puffs
(Rage)
on, wit' cha bad self

I rock on with my bad self 'cause it's a
It's The Lady Of Rage still up dust
So mm, let me loosen up my bra
And mm, let me boost ya my raw rap

'Cause I'ma break it down to the nitty-gritty one
it comes to the lyrics I gets busy with mine
Busy as a beaver, ya best a
This grand diva's runnin' shit with the of a cheetah

Meet a lyrical murderer I'm servin' 'em like two scoops of
Check it how I it
I'm the one that's throwin' bolos, ya better a Rollo
To out I'm the number one solo, uh

The capital R A now it to the G-E
I bring the things to but you still can't see me
I flow a monthly you can't cramp my style
For those try to punk me here's a Pamprin child
No to say mo', check the flow
Rage in effect mo', so now ya know

I rough and stuff with my Afro Puffs
(Rage)
on, wit' cha bad self

Now I'm MC's like hit MC's like
(Hoo yu ken)
Ain't no doubt about it I'm the
So you uh, wanna do is back on up
I'll tap that butt, wax the cuts, the bucks

So put money on the bread winner
I kick lyrics so that the brothers call 'em head spinners
I got the tongue that is outdone anyone the rising
To the of the sun or the moon

I consume the room with
When I hear the kick of a 808 bass
Boom, bam, God,
I'm hittin' so hard you say it's a grand, slam, dunk, punks
Get broken off for chunk when they the funk

Of the rhythm that I give 'em
Let it hit 'em, split 'em, did it now I'm rid of 'em,
I put on my unborn kids
Rage in effect so you how it is

I rock rough and with my Afro Puffs
(Rage)
Rock on, wit' cha bad

I rock and stuff with my Afro Puffs
(Rage)
on, wit' cha bad self

Now ever since my debut, I've to lay you
Flat on your back from the that I spat, spit
Oh shit, I'm the
You can't get wit the Rage then tit tie

I pity the fool, that with the lyrical murderer 'cause my shit is rude
(Ooh)
You get with the wickedness?
With that big botty that's kickin' it, rippin' it like Jason
You'll be, chasin' a dream like
Are you ready for the cream de la

I'm pressurin' those who ain't measurin' up
I keep stuck in the muck with they butt up
What chu wanna nut up cashew
Don't you know I will mash you? For real
That's the deal, I'm straight out of ville, VA
(So you gotta say?)

I rough and stuff with my Afro Puffs
(Rage)
Rock on, cha bad self

I rock rough and stuff with my Puffs
(Rage)
Rock on, cha bad self

Uh, I am the roughest, roughest,
(Say Say what?)
I am the toughest, toughest,
(Rage)

Uh, I am the roughest, roughest,
(Say Say what?)
I am the toughest, toughest,
(Rage)

Uh, I am the roughest, roughest,
(Say Say what?)
I am the toughest, toughest,
(Rage)

Uh, I am the roughest, roughest,
(Say Say what?)
I am the toughest, toughest,
(Rage)

Get the uh, roughest, roughest
Get the uh, toughest, toughest
(Rage)
Get the uh, roughest, roughest
(Yeah)

Get the uh, toughest, toughest
(Rage)
Get the uh, wickedness, roughest
I am the uh,
(Rage)

Yeah,
The indo and the grass grow
Snoop Dogg still don't love a hoe
But you gotta credit when credit is due

back down and bow down to my motherfuckin' homegirl
The Lady Of Rage, she rough and stuff with the Afro Puffs
Handcuffed and she busts and biatch
She's to tear shit up you know what I'm sayin'