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 with these niggaz?
fuckin' game, tryin'
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
Where we reside, I creeps my ass up
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 nephew and his niece, ooh, the the merrier
Nigga to fuck mines off
(What'd he do?)
Tried to the porch with my broads on Watoo

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

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

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

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

(Goin' all up, out way just to get them brownie points)
steaks 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 brownie 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 never see mail, 'cause that we sell
Dope by the truckloads, hoes can catch it

Motherfuckers but we all ain't played
And all ain't paid, now watch 'em all get
back and watch 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
try to gain stripe, I flame mic
Got 'em all caught up in the same shit, it game tight

Keep my name hyped, to get my name right
When it's up, I'm the one you can blame 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' over and politickin' with the
Crackin' under pressure, bust a
Snake eyes is crooked

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

Young Mack Jr., nothin' but 14, Mack Jr. think he tough
Mack Jr. be havin' problems with his
Throwin' up that stuff, Mack Jr. done tried everything
(In the bay)
The whole

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

Mack Jr. be tweekin', Mack Jr. be hella close with the law
I don't know this motherfucker, saw the dude
But Mack Jr., all the be seein'
My on the tizznelevision tube

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

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

It's nothin read him his rights
him and laugh, rollin' over 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)
It's steaks and 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 life
Just to get them points