Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Yo Bidness

Rude boy sittin' pancaked on
Clown love to Chicage
We underground Blaze
My homie, and yours?
We dead, we dead? No wait a
We die, we don't die, we dead

Maybe I like murder music
You know like stab your fuckin' eye
Maybe I eatin' shit like Tylenol PM's
5 or 6'll get you high, oh

Maybe I like punchin' people I don't know
I 'em flat up fuckin' out
some money in they jacket with a note
That simply reads, I had to let anger out

Maybe I only with weirdos, and hoodlums
And junkies, I 'em by my side
Maybe mama understand a friend
Is hard to by, so I keep what I can find

I got two felonies, tattoos on my neck
And I paint my face
Can I still your daughter? I mean, I think
I outta, I the way she tastes

yo bidness, how I act
Ain't yo bidness, get slapped
Ain't yo concern, we do
Less you want yo, face too

yo bidness, how I act
Ain't yo bidness, don't get
yo concern, what we do
Less you want yo, slapped too

I don't' even like you, but I gotta front
'Cuz your a record label guy, fucker
What if I you by the hair into the street
And beat your ass, put a boot up in eye, bitch

Maybe I would rather fuck a Missy
Before a Braxton
Maybe I would rather fuck a Gray
a Janet Jackson

Maybe I don't have no esteem
So I like to on everybody else
Maybe when I was a boy, underneath my
I had bruises and welts, oh, it's

Maybe I was hungry, bottom barrel
And my mom was sick
Maybe I'm lyin', I'm just tryna find an
To be a dick, I'm a dick,

Maybe I'm upset you left me, I'll hang myself
above your bed, you should try suicide
From the fan, so I'll be swingin'
When you in, I might kick you in the head

I got seven therapists, I been committed
But my manager he got me free, A y'all
Eighteen pills a day, I get so dizzy and
I can't even see, I gotta sit down

yo bidness, how I act
Ain't yo bidness, get slapped
Ain't yo concern, we do
you want yo, face slapped too

yo bidness, how I act
Ain't yo bidness, don't get
yo concern, what we do
Less you yo, face slapped too

the Boogie Man, running with the fuckin' hatchet
Violent J the Juggalo, and
The southwest strangler
Collectively known as the soopa

flex, jet super sex
The boogie man the Bazooka necks, get wet
The soopa clock super checks
The in me will break the bank and you super necks

It's the Juggle jugglin' Juggalo thuggalin'
Scrub ninja mutha
My axe I keep with me, with
I with, sever skulls and sleep with

The southwest super plex
Some bitch through the limo window, stretch
Now, I should I shoot you next
the super soaker, get you soakin' wet

Juggaloly, I'm a villain
I'm my swords and I'm all up on the ceiling
I'm a ninja, throw drop kicks, chop necks like
Stab you, grab at you

Soopa villains, makin' a hero killin'
Fuck ya
Ready and willin' any day I blow
Insane monkey like Jo Jo

don't talk to the FBI
'Cuz that with the shank to ya neck be I
I'm quick to bag the diamonds, in
I love Batman, but Robin's a