Luyện nghe bài hát Call It What U Want

You've now the quest to the black triangle
Now you the reason for the Black Mafia theory, ha ha ha
Yes, it has meanings but no matter how you define it
It still comes out black, see it's just a trim
So you can it what you want

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I like to clock big G's, and out all night
And never worry bout a bitch, 'cause she tell me shit
Plus, money is a pimp thang
(What?)
'Cause see if you was in my shoes, you'd be the same

So don't ever fuck with, I'm a G-er playa
'Cause when I'm bustin' on a punk, I never be a customer
Now peep this, 'cause when I'm goin'
The only customers gettin' served in the is the pussy, I freak
They wanna pop that

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

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

Me the sound what a man, the myth
(Come)
Mon wanna see me fade shit, like 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 you're bound to get neck snapped
So there it is, and how it's 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 you want to rhyme to boo and get tramped
(Get tramped)
Give a call to the clinic, ATL's the pimp
And see which playa, is up for the
('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 neighborhood 'cause they know I can
When you up in the morning I only give ya five pushes
I'll be out by your garage, awaitin' the bushes
Drinkin' coffee, waitin' to talk see
Like a true hoe gigolo be

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