Luyện nghe bài hát Call It What U Want

You've now entered the quest to the black
Now you know the for the Black Mafia theory, ha ha ha
Yes, it has many but no matter how you define it
It still out black, see it's just a hair trim
So you can call it what you

Now I clown around, I hang around, with the Underground
But when I'm with the Mafia we ya
And if you're a hoe I'll be knockin' ya, baby, why not
You jock me 'cause I'm popular

The with the glock, I love to pop the gun
get shot, they shouldn't try to stop the Mafia
2Pac'll pack a person, the trunk
I'm bumpin' G-Funk, but you can call it you want

How many times, I gotta ya, don't ignore me
be my hoe or hit the do', you're nothin' for me
(See ya)
That's why I love to go on G

Scores of whores behind the door, a nigga's
Now, I'm sippin' on a
So you can it what you want just pass
The blunt and it Money

Well, I am the danger, the danger, to a killer
I rhyme for rounds of conflicts chomp and em while y'all chillin'
In Tokyo, it as I choke a slow poke rapper
Capped his ass
Than a half of pound of go on Mother's Day

First and fifteenth, way of sayin' it
I got new clips so trip but okay to get your crew
'Cause ooh, send your team to the showers
true and do and rippin' and got the Wonder Twin powers

I devour much venom, lunch breaks I em, I just stink
Whaddya think, is a threat? Just forget about it
Come back, you're done black, see was the stopper
But you'll call me the indo when I ya with the shopper

Sting ya with the stinger, flex the trigger finger, I you to bits
And I be a kick out of grabbin' the mic and flingin'
with the maximum security
I smoke a but I'm not Jamaican, so won't you let a

Yankee doodle doo, what he hasta, my hand and cast a
Hellafied spell you can't tell you ask a
Weatherman he'll sigh and reply, "You shoulda in the house"
Mon is gonna rain on their parades

Now, clear the smoke and grab a by his throat
And don't let him go 'til he holla, holla,
Now Money Money Money B, once to me
"187, why you wanna be a G?",

I like to big G's, and hang out all night
And never worry a bitch, 'cause she can't tell me shit
Plus, money is a pimp thang
(What?)
'Cause see if you was in my shoes, you'd be doin' the

So ever ever fuck with, I'm a G-er playa
when I'm bustin' on a punk, I could never be a customer
Now peep this, when I'm goin' deep
The only gettin' served in the house is the pussy, I freak
They wanna pop ying-yang

I em, "Sit down, shut up bitch, and let me kick game"
(Y' know)
'Cause hoes always be sayin', they got it on but if they wanna
Get with a nigga me they gotta pay a fee, I am not
The no mack nigga, the planet called, Silk

I'm the planet Black Mafia Life, that freaks pimps
Yo, take a sip
Of the mega pimpsome hoesta must be a-playa
Now hold up, wait a
Nah, I fucked you bitches on the record, yo
It's like I'm high on a spliff

Me the dope sound what a man, the
(Come)
Mon they wanna see me fade shit, I did last year
So I on em, then I coast on em

No, I never never had a murder rap
And if you you say
I did it bound to get your neck snapped
So there it is, and how gonna be
So I the joint, to my man KMG

Well you can call it what you want but if you
I'm still a with a pimp strut, ooh, a macadamia nut
Ah, say you want, I'm workin' for a cha-ohh
Well alright, you silly ass hoe

Now when you want to rhyme to boo and get
(Get tramped)
Give a to the clinic, ATL's the pimp camp
And see playa, is up for the downstroke
('Cause you skeez-in, you broke)

So toast them hoes like I said
I four bitches a day, and I'm lookin' for more
'Cause cords of of hoes be leavin' my house
Like, bam and I'm like,

Now my niggaz done me
The dangerous nastyman 'cause they know I can
When you wake up in the I only give ya five pushes
I'll be out by your garage, awaitin' the bushes
coffee, smoove waitin' to talk see
Like a true hoe should be

See I'm a giant and the rest of are fakers
when it comes to the bitches and they moneymakers
A simp hesitate to dish a tramp but I don't
So ease Mafioso on the corner, what you, want