Luyện nghe bài hát Brownie Points

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

What's wrong with niggaz?
This fuckin' game,
To get brownie and stripes
Smack points
(Yeah)

You got for these old niggaz, doe
we got fo' 'em big balla?
Yeah, yeah,

What's the subject? Fo' brings niggaz they
Where we reside, I creeps my ass up
And smash these brownies off in his
That I shitted and pissed on, dude, how that taste?

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

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

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

But he done made livin' in my
A lot worse
Tryin' to gain stripes

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

(Goin' all up, out your way just to get brownie points)
steaks 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 brownie and stripes
For points and stripes
Niggaz'll your life
Just to get them brownie

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

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

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

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

It's nothin' nice, read him his
Collar him and laugh, rollin' over and politickin' with the
Crackin' under pressure, a pipe
eyes is crooked dice

(Goin' all up, out your way just to get them points)
It's 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 points and
take your life
Just to get them points

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

Mack Jr. be takin' of that Khadafi and shovin' it up his nostrils
Mack Jr. just got out the hall, Jr. I your bluff
Jr. to be played, Jr. quick to bust
Mack Jr. be geekin', Mack Jr. be havin'

Mack Jr. be tweekin', Mack Jr. be workin' hella close the law
I know this motherfucker, never saw the dude
But Jr., all the time be seein'
My on the tizznelevision tube

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 overheard about it in the pen, chopped a couple of
Told me to be cause niggaz'll take yo' life for braggin rights

That fair so stop that, baby
why do niggaz gotta cheat
Don't them niggaz know I got enough
To put they whole fuckin' family to

It's nice read him his rights
him and laugh, rollin' over and politickin' with the vice
Crackin' under pressure, bust a
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 stab yo' ass in the with a knife
And try to put yo' ass on ice

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