Luyện nghe bài hát Boyz 2 Menace

[Intro: Gudda
Take shit off at the front
Gudda!

[Verse 1: Gudda]
Sleep on me, I you die in your sleep
No defiant as me
I my worth, so when you pay me
Just know I am not cheap
On the to riches
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 man with the mop
50 shots his top, yes
I from the city of God
I walk around in the 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 turn the summer to
I'm sicker than
Don't talk to me unless you 'bout paper
I'm some makers, no time for a neighbor
I'm from New Orleans, yes, I am a
do you a favor, and not do you a favor
'Cause if I do you a
And you don't come with that paper
have to lay hands on you
Like I'm givin' you
Eastside, we ain't playin' it
You ever heard of the tortoise and
I'm the gear
off in the back, bitch
But now I'm winnin', it's
Nigga, I'm

[Interlude: Lil
For
(Blows smoke)

2: Lil Wayne]
I got my married hoes on drugs
Got my hoes gettin' finger fucked
And my trashiest hoes is as fuck
And my hoes is neat as fuck
Take your off before you walk inside
your shoes off before you cross the line
I snoozed off on Time
Got my goons to go kidnap Daughter
Come to wet the party up, and in it
Got one gun that shoot for minutes
I'm done shitting, niggas spit it
I'm high class, elementary
Repetition, that's the
I'm a Hot Boy under air
Shoot the gun with the arm limpin'
George in all seven minutes
Got a hot girl off
a very sticky unhairy kitty
In the position, screamin' "You're consistent"
I sit there and listen like we business
I don't her out here filmin' niggas
I'd really rather have her steal niggas
I travel like a pilgrim, nigga
Kush loud as Fred screamin' "Wilma!",
I've been takin' time out to count the
Break a in the promised land
Going zagga zow off of xans
the middleman to the Macho Man
I've talkin' shit up in Diddy house
Went to Disneyland, to Mickey Mouse
I figured out how to figure out
What I was out, you figure it out
Got a man with an extra hand
My bitches by my bitch's house
So party is a slumber party
Sky is the limit, in the clouds
While you runnin' round, run it up
You dumb it down, I ain't dumb
I hit the and stunk it up
High comin' down, plug up
You gon' hold me down, you gon' me up
You don't me, but you know what's up
And the was cut with some extra coke
Showed her more than love, she shoulder-shrugged
She don't know it's love, it's not important
As long as we can extortin' the plug
Just let him bleed and the blood
Just let him be and the buzz
Pour it up, a sugar rush
Chopper full of rust, but it bust
Bust good as fuck, every bullet
Like a hundred holes, got a
Safe full as fuck, full of dust
And I'm pulling up in "What the fuck?"
That's a muscle car, got me lookin'
If you enough, you a mussel, punk
That's a Bugatti on
Bugatti on
All-white an Altoid
All these rings on, call me
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 sped off the head off
Goin' big Bruno on
Sippin' Lone Star, turn a
To a known star with a phone
Hold up; murky, murky water,
Purple, purple rivers,
Floatin' ribbons, yeah
I'm cursed, but religious, damn
I've been poppin' 10s,
'Cause my bitch pop all the 20s,
Why you on the skinnys, damn
I met Satan, he was chillin', up

Murky, water
Purple, purple
Floatin' purple
I'm cursed but still
Damn, your clothes off
Bitch, your road dog
Bitch, I feel like
Bitch, Boyz 2