Luyện nghe bài hát Call It What U Want

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

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

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

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

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

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

First and fifteenth, way of sayin' it
I got new clips so trip but it's okay to get your
'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 I shit em, I just stink
Whaddya think, is a threat? Just forget about it
back, you're done black, see Cutty was the stopper
But you'll call me the indo when I chop ya the shopper

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

doodle doo, what he hasta, raise my hand and cast a
Hellafied spell you tell you better ask a
Weatherman he'll sigh and reply, "You shoulda in the house"
'Cause Mon is gonna rain on parades

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

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

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

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

I'm the planet Black 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 you bitches on the last record, yo
like I'm high on a raggamuffin' spliff

Me the dope what a man, the myth
(Come)
Mon they wanna see me fade shit, like I did 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 it is, and how it's gonna be
So I the joint, to my man KMG

you can call it what you want but if you don't
I'm a nigga with a pimp strut, ooh, a macadamia nut
Ah, say what you want, I'm for a cha-ohh
Well alright, you silly ass hoe

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

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

Now my niggaz done me
The neighborhood 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, behind the bushes
Drinkin' coffee, waitin' to talk see
Like a true hoe gigolo be

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