Luyện nghe bài hát Birdz N tha Beez

[Verse 1: DJ
I don't really give a what you think
I only really a fuck what you drink
I'm a bar-tender, car spender, a dick lender, spender, ass bender
A ass
Get it like a bar throw in here
A whorehouse, got these bitches naked through out the whole house
What the U think my life is about?
Bitches
What the fuck U think that butter was about?
hatin
Tell what the fuck this dick is about
Do he be talkin' shit? No I doubt
He got years of
Like reballin credit line on a
Drived it right the pussy then I bash the broad
Then I it for a minute
As I punch my code
Tehn I waited for the come out
put on hold, Bankrupt, get ya stank stunk
Frontin like Pooh bear, I up ya cock & hollered sayin
"Who there?" (Nobody, what?)
That's nice, little buggers done up the be the size of rice
So I jumped back & grabbed for my
Her pussy appreciated the pennies on the
Now what the
If U want the dick get the up
And stop actin like an old tampon, up
me somethin to get my step on
Then trek on, up
I'll you bust nuts till I nut up

(Chorus 2X)
The birdz and the
All the
Not consume, drink up become roomed
...The fuck up in the room the door locked (Door locked!)
Wake up, divorce the bitch, leave'er lookin' for some cock (More cock!)

[Verse 2:
We ride, cock, juicy boo
Crips and Pirus, shit, we goin do
I fell in the and hit the dance floor
Yo' boy got mad cause I with his ho
Baby had my tootise, returnin'
She was sick got me lookin' for Pepto
Chips stackin, jaws smackin, dolla
shake ya money makin, dolla poppa
Home wreckin, ho checkin, dick is
Bring me back, from the liquor store
Bet cha didn't that yo ho is a freak
week she got something' up in the jaw meat
And I policy
it out
U zip my zipper before we get it out
wanna be touched by the untouchable click
Don't hate, participate, y'all that shit

[Verse 3:
When I on this trouble
I'm sipppin' on make it a double
When I'm wit who, I'd a hustle
money and muscle
Shake the like a trick up
Leatehr'n'wood three up off to the
When I'm I'm jacky
When I'm a I'm saggie
I'm high I'm a fly guy in the khakis
Big of the day, better ran the man
When I put in floss lookin' for hands
U gone bad
Ho ya had
it up in the pad
Dick suck and I'm
knew what a ho was
Checkin yo
While I'm sittin in a first digit in the ass
Nigga, you done ya playa pass (strip nigga)
3 of 4 been ran upon that ass
Scratch up on the gas of the S5
when I said when I bump on this trouble
Can I ... (oooooh)

[Chorus Fade]