Luyện nghe bài hát Brownie Points

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

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

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

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

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

Dude, you done fuckin' code
I'm ta dump drop clip, dump, drop, clip, reload
Be I can motherfuckin' explode
about I'll 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 my bitch, but he kris krossed game
I don't owe this in the first

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

It's nothin' nice, him his rights
Collar him and laugh, over and politickin' with the vice
under pressure, bust a pipe
Snake is crooked dice

(Goin' all up, out your way to get them brownie points)
It's steaks and knives, read him his
So best friend'll 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
take your life
Just to get brownie points

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Mack Jr. be tweekin', Mack Jr. be workin' hella with the law
I don't know motherfucker, never saw the dude
But Mack Jr., all the time be
My viznideos on the tube

Fool 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 it in the pen, chopped a couple of kites
Told me to be careful cause niggaz'll take yo' life for braggin

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

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

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

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