Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Slappaz

Take it now
Old school, bitch slappin' till the of dawn
ICP, Ya Dead Homie
Bitch slappin' to the early

Six in the morning, at my door
Already gotta slap some
Stuck my out through the mail shoot
slap Sarge and his first recruit

I came out the ass, bitch slapped
Grade School High bitch slap went nuts
I remember gettin' by the Reverend
slapped the Bible out of his hand

The bitch slap master up in the
I'll bitch slap your train face
Don't assume with fame
I'll bitch the sound out your name

They'll call ya 'cause not here
Bitch out the stratosphere
Mike P did the track, he bitch
Pow for Max to the back

lemme show up on TRL
I'm bitch everybody to hell
I'm with the clown eastside 'till I'm gone
Yet everybody that southwest song

I bitch wigs off everyday
I slap old ladies out of my way
Southwest side, bitch capital
Every bitch make mothafuckas

For my bitch smack I don't care
I'll bitch slap cowlicks your hair
Faygo in a Pillowcase, don't
bitch slap your head, brain damage

I bitch cheeks red, hangs off
I've known to slap a mothafuckas pants off
I slap planes out of the sky
I bitch slap out of a life

Call me Shaggy Spy
I bitch muthafuckas galore
Say we fake and test the rap
Step yo ass on up and get slapped

What do you a Crew that be smackin' like that?
Wicked, Insane Clowns smack ass to the back

Speakin' of smackin' makin' me sick
Everybody's talkin' smackin' shit
they smackin' with the I.C.P.
Just 'cause I am wanna be like me

Talkin' shit you need to leave the place
Knowin' you ain't ever even a face
Claimin' our shit, that's our shit you
Mothafucka we to smack your ass