Luyện nghe bài hát Brownie Points

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

(Goin' all up, out your way to get them brownie points)
It's 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 them 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 never see mail, 'cause 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 and watch him misprint it, we been spit 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 bitch it
If I ain't wit' it, it wasn't enough fuckin' 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 right
it's fucked up, I'm the one you can blame right
Hatin' on my niggaz when I did the
Yo, we the shit, this Hogg ass bitch

It's nice, read him his rights
Collar him and laugh, rollin' and politickin' with the vice
under pressure, bust a pipe
Snake eyes is crooked

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

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

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

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

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

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

It's 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 way just to get them brownie points)
It's steaks and 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 points and
For brownie points and
Niggaz'll take your
to get them brownie points