Luyện nghe bài hát Brownie Points

Seven, oh,
Yeah, Charlie
Playa,
What's wrong with these old niggaz,
D-day, what's wrong these niggaz?

What's wrong these niggaz?
fuckin' game, tryin'
To get points and stripes
points yeah
(Yeah)

You got somethin' for old niggaz, doe
What we got fo' 'em big
Yeah, yeah,

What's the subject? Fo' brings niggaz Kotex
we reside, I creeps my ass up inside
And these brownies off in his face
I done shitted and pissed on, dude, how that taste?

Catch him out his place, out of his
With his and his niece, ooh, the more the merrier
Nigga tried to mines off
(What'd he do?)
to gauge the porch with my broads on Watoo

Dude, you done broke code
I'm ta dump drop clip, dump, drop, clip, reload
Be like I can motherfuckin'
Talkin' about be fuckin' all kind of women

That's B R P, blade, run or
Once upon a there was this guy named Dane
Tried to fuck my bitch, but he kris krossed
I don't owe this in the first

But he done livin' in my house
A whole lot
Tryin' to gain stripes

nothin' nice, read him his rights
Collar him and laugh, rollin and politickin' with the vice
Crackin' under pressure, a pipe
Snake eyes is dice

(Goin' all up, out your way just to get brownie points)
It's and knives, read him his rights
So called best stab yo' ass in the back with a knife
And try to put yo' ass on ice

For points and stripes
For points and stripes
Niggaz'll take your
Just to get brownie points

You niggaz got me stuck,
Watchin' y'all it and get it fucked up
Lucked up, my mobb, niggaz, yeah, we bust what
If he isn't never see mail, 'cause that we
Dope by the truckloads, hoes can catch it

Motherfuckers grindin' but we all ain't
And all ain't paid, now 'em all get sprayed
Laid back and him misprint it, we been spit it
For you newcomers who you done it, I put my fist in it

Let yo' bitch get it, serve a D and a bitch split it
If I ain't it, it wasn't enough fuckin' chips in it
Niggaz try to gain stripe, I mic
Got 'em all caught up in the same shit, call it tight

Keep my name hyped, strivin' to get my name
When it's fucked up, I'm the one you can right
Hatin' on my niggaz I did the shit
Yo, we the shit, represent Hogg ass bitch

It's nothin' nice, him his rights
Collar him and laugh, rollin' and politickin' with the vice
Crackin' pressure, bust a pipe
Snake eyes is dice

(Goin' all up, out way just to get them brownie points)
steaks and knives, read him his rights
So called best friend'll yo' ass in the back with a knife
And try to put yo' ass on ice

For brownie points and
For brownie and stripes
Niggaz'll your life
Just to get brownie points

Young Mack Jr., ain't but 14, Mack Jr. think he tough
Mack Jr. be havin' problems his stomach
Throwin' up that green stuff, Mack Jr. done tried
(In the bay)
The whole

Mack Jr. be takin' of that Khadafi and shovin' it up his nostrils
Mack Jr. just got out the hall, Jr. I call your
Jr. ain't to be played, Jr. quick to
Mack Jr. be geekin', Jr. be havin' withdrawal

Mack Jr. be tweekin', Mack Jr. be workin' close with the law
I don't know this motherfucker, never saw the
But Jr., all the time be seein'
My viznideos on the tizznelevision

know not that he'll blunder, I got yo' ass hypnotized
Talkin about, when you see that E-40, 'Element of Surprise'
One of my fellas about it in the pen, chopped a couple of kites
Told me to be careful cause niggaz'll take yo' life for rights

That ain't so stop that, baby
Attitude why do gotta cheat
Don't them niggaz I got enough fetti
To put they whole fuckin' to sleep?

nothin nice read him his rights
Collar him and laugh, rollin' over and politickin' with the
Crackin' under pressure, bust a
Snake is crooked dice

(Goin' all up, out your way just to get them points)
It's steaks and knives him his rights
So called friend'll stab yo' ass in the back with a knife
And try to put yo' ass on ice

For brownie points and
For brownie and stripes
Niggaz'll your life
Just to get brownie points