Luyện nghe bài hát Boyz 2 Menace

[Intro: Gudda]
Take that shit off at the
Gudda!

[Verse 1: Gudda]
Sleep on me, I hope you die in your
No one's as me
I know my worth, so you pay me
Just know that I am not
On the road to
Tappin' my horn, so watch for the
this shit to pieces
No, I will not out for the beat
Started out on the
Got on my and rose to the top
I'm the cleanup man the mop
50 disfigured his top, yes
I from the city of God
I around in the city like God
it out and still come back
Somebody, please tell me, are the odds?
On mic I am a wizard, but this is not Oz
Cold but hot, I can the summer to fall
I'm than y'all
Don't talk to me you talkin' 'bout paper
I'm buyin' some makers, no for a neighbor
I'm from New Orleans, yes, I am a
I'll do you a favor, and not do you a
'Cause if I do you a
And you don't come back that paper
I'ma have to lay on you
I'm givin' you prayer
Eastside, we ain't playin' it
You ever of the tortoise and hare?
I'm the gear
Started off in the back,
But now I'm winnin', clear
Nigga, I'm

[Interlude: Lil
For
(Blows smoke)

[Verse 2: Lil
I got my hoes on single drugs
Got my fattest hoes gettin' fucked
And my trashiest hoes is clean as
And my nastiest hoes is neat as
your shoes off before you walk inside
Take your off before you cross the line
I snoozed off on Father
Got my to go kidnap Daughter Time
to wet the party up, and whoever in it
Got one gun that shoot for minutes
I'm done shitting, never spit it
I'm high class, elementary
Repetition, that's the
I'm a Hot Boy under air
Shoot the gun with the left arm
George in all seven minutes
Got a hot girl off
With a sticky unhairy kitty
In the right position, "You're consistent"
I sit there and like we talkin' business
I don't need her out filmin' niggas
I'd rather have her steal from niggas
I really travel a pilgrim, nigga
Kush loud as screamin' "Wilma!", nigga
I've been time out to count the bands
a promise in the promised land
Going zagga zow off of zagga
the middleman to the Macho Man
I've been talkin' shit up in house
Went to Disneyland, to Mickey Mouse
Then I figured out how to out
I was figurin' out, you figure it out
Got a trigger man with an hand
My bitches by my bitch's house
So party is a slumber party
Sky is the limit, head in the
While you runnin' round, run it up
You it down, I ain't dumb enough
I hit the courtroom and it up
High comin' down, comin' up
You gon' hold me down, you hold me up
You don't know me, but you know up
And the coke was cut with some extra
Showed her more than love, she shoulder-shrugged
She don't know love, it's not important love
As long as we can keep extortin' the
Just let him bleed and the blood
Just let him be and the buzz
Pour it up, catch a sugar
Chopper of rust, but it still bust
Bust good as fuck, bullet struck
Like a holes, got a hole-in-one
full as fuck, money full of dust
And I'm up in that "What the fuck?"
a muscle car, got me lookin' buff
If you enough, you a mussel, punk
That's a Bugatti on
on Chevron
All-white like an
All these rings on, me bellboy
the Teflon to the Kevlar
Don't mean shit your head off
Make the top dog jump off
And we keep his for a memoir
I off with the head off
Goin' big Bruno on
Lone Star, turn a pornstar
To a known with a phone call
Hold up; murky, water, yeah
Purple, rivers, yeah
purple ribbons, yeah
I'm cursed, but religious, damn
I've poppin' 10s, yeah
'Cause my bitch pop all the 20s,
Why you hatin' on the skinnys,
I met Satan, he was chillin', up

Murky, murky
Purple, rivers
Floatin' ribbons
I'm cursed but still
Damn, take clothes off
Bitch, your road dog
Bitch, I feel like
Bitch, Boyz 2