Luyện nghe bài hát Aint Nuttin' but Music

Aint but music

It's shit like I kick to these rich white kids
Who just might see how fucked up this sick is
Ooops I did it didn't I my shit's harder
To out than what britney's tit size is
Oooh I probably pissed you off didn't I bitch
So christina gaguilera kiss my grits
You know how shit's I get if I wish I did
So I can quit givin these twisted little kids
This just in, britney just justin
She just fucked ben, got tit fucked and dick him
If affleck can get his ass licked, how I can't
Goddamn bitch I'm rich I can't this
Are pictures they made of us together on the internet
As close as I'm ever gonna get to hittin it from the
And shit when it to that I hit harder from the back
Than everlast when he's lethal in his fuckin ass
give me one more chance britney hit me one more time
Let me know on your mind, whitney give me one more line
To sniff, you fuckers know time it is
Fuck your jewelry my record's diamond, beeotch!

[hook 2x: eminem + dr
What's on in the world today
People fightin, feudin, lootin, okay
Let it go, let it flow, let the good times
'em dre- it ain't nuttin but music

Eminem doesn't n'sync, well I do
So fuck him, and the boys too
Whatever to the cast of different strokes
Mary's broke, ty's coke, and then an overdose
I got two boys wit me
Michael sent two helicopters to get me
I'm up early wit my hair
Me and mr. furly, laverne and shirley!

Alotta are livin in la la land
That's why I let my dogs out on the men
As bad as a I had, I'm not mad
I need to be a jackass to beat up my dad
My whole family's country, my grandmother's old
And she askin me why I rap wit a honky
But grannie I'm a flunky I could be a
I could be hangin with the out at the club scene

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To all the independent in the house! (hey!)
us your tits and shut your motherfuckin mouth! (what? !)

Robert downey, bobby brownie, houston
The confusin (sniff!)
Jesse jackson, reverend
Got michael's, tevin campbells
Peewee herman's, peep show
Public restrooms, peep cases

[swifty
Huh, your mom and dad mad at us (for what)
We done turned their kids little body snatchers
Aint where I'm from, we don't bite our tongue
Are you sure you want niggas 21 to guns
It's sad but I'm glad that I'm to rhyme
Where you work you ain't gettin for that overtime
only music, media know it but they blind
I ain't in your light, so stay they hell up mine
Y'all the reason why princess diana ended up
If you people get I don't care (stop cryin)
Tryin to get us to leave 'cause we say just ain't clean (uh, uh)
But back on what I say just ain't me

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Now what's these parents all mad (your music is bad for 'um)
For teenage kids that more than ted danson in cheers
Carson drink beers, we all and piss and cuss out our bitch (shutup!)
Broke or rich, I do that same old shit
I don't jump in front of a camera and change no
So when ask me about my sarcasticness
I just slap 'em, around and ask 'em this