Luyện nghe bài hát Brownie Points

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

What's wrong with these
This fuckin' game,
To get brownie and stripes
points yeah
(Yeah)

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

What's the subject? Fo' brings niggaz they
we reside, I creeps my ass up inside
And smash brownies off in his face
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
tried to fuck mines off
(What'd he do?)
Tried to gauge the with my broads on Watoo

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

B R P, blade, run or pimpin'
Once upon a there was this guy named Dane
to fuck my bitch, but he kris krossed game
I owe this motherfucker in the first

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

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

(Goin' all up, out way just to get them brownie points)
It's steaks and knives, 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 points and stripes
Niggaz'll take your
Just to get them points

You niggaz got me stuck,
Watchin' y'all it and get it fucked up
Lucked up, my mobb, niggaz, yeah, we gon' what
If he never see mail, 'cause that we sell
by the truckloads, hoes can catch it retail

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

Let yo' bitch get it, serve a D and watch a split it
If I ain't wit' it, it wasn't 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 up, I'm the one you can blame right
Hatin' on my when I did the shit
Yo, we the shit, represent this Hogg ass

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

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

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

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

Fool know not that he'll blunder, I got yo' ass
Talkin about, when you see that nigga E-40, 'Element of
One of my fellas overheard about it in the pen, a couple of kites
Told me to be careful cause niggaz'll 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 fuckin' family to sleep?

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

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