Luyện nghe bài hát Call It What U Want

You've now entered the quest to the black
Now you know the reason for the Black 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 hair
So you can call it what you

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

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

How many times, I 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 whores the door, a nigga's naughty
Now, I'm sippin' on a
So you can call it you want just pass
The blunt and kick it

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

and fifteenth, another way of sayin' it
I got new clips so trip but it's to get your crew
'Cause ooh, I'll your team to the showers
They 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 I chop ya with the shopper

Sting ya the stinger, flex the trigger finger, I blow you to bits
And I be gettin' a out of grabbin' the mic and flingin'
Lyrics with the maximum
I smoke a spliff but I'm not Jamaican, so 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"
'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 Money B, said to me
"187, why you wanna be a G?",

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

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, 'cause I'm goin' deep
The only customers served in the house is the pussy, I freak
wanna pop that ying-yang

I tell em, "Sit down, up bitch, and let me kick game"
(Y' know)
'Cause hoes be sayin', they got it goin' on but if they wanna
Get with a nigga like me they 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, come a sip
Of the psycho mega pimpsome must be a-playa
Now hold up, a second
Nah, I fucked you on the last record, yo
It's 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 last
So I post on em, 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 your neck
So it is, and how it's gonna be
So I the joint, to my man KMG

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

Now when you want to to boo and get tramped
(Get tramped)
a call 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 before
I fuck four bitches a day, and I'm for more
'Cause cords of scores of hoes be my house
Like, bam and I'm like,

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

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