Luyện nghe bài hát Clown Wit It

Forty and Mystikal
cha know about that, nigga?

What cha want,
You interested in a ass nigga
Wit battle wounds and
Lawyers, doctors,
R&B or sports stars?

Wig splittas and crackers that's all I'm accustomed to
Allergic to suckas and bustas and get to sneezin' and
Ain't affiliated wit liars and name droppers
Just bosses and mafia niggas, slick talkers and collar

Drug traffic and bank robbers
Young pits pants saggin', totin' and packin'
Having this money tryin' to stay papered up like a fax
I keep tellin' all these niggas out way
You ain't got to have dandruff to have

Protect yo neck and yo
See, my hasn't changed
Just my address, nothin' less

I smoke wit the and the highest
my chances on hepatitis
Sharin' my fortys of malt drinkin'
211, any old nigga thinking

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Nigga, you must have been drinkin' dog
If you you can fuck wit the bayou godfather
like scaldin' water I'm come from the 12th ward
Cuts and welts and scars whoever

Burnin' and turnin', they lights out makin' them stay
Body beatin' and sweepin', 'em sleepin'
Heat seekin' 'cause, bitch, I ain't need cha
Feel like bullets hit cha when the rhymes off

When I get wit cha, you gonna feelin', dog tired, boss
Jump shop, hop flight, cop and
Tellin' finally smell it and chop it up wit

These be sounding like they talking 'bout they on one
But when I come, they only fuck up, one run like run
Fire-bringa, rhyme-singa, pussy-banga, young
funky like Kunta Kinte own thang
On my I'm ridin' the fuckin' rap game on the handle bars

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Livin' in California ain't always so like New Orleans
Fuck and get yo head put on flat in a road rage dispute
The poor get poorer and the rich gettin' richer
These hoers keep pourin' and the spicks keep slicker

I the game for what it's worth
like penitentiary steel, not soft like a Nerf
I some cats, seriously, homey, maybe twice
Ain't neva been pass blocks in they li-a-life

Dudes can't even a dream about gettin' paid
Just sittin' on the corner, sittin' for a decade
I not be the sharpest tool in the shed but I'm a rebel
Some cats'll bury their self
Just to prove they how to use a shovel

And about you sounding like everybody
Ass knock my flow
But in the back of your head, you be sayin'
That their nigga right their be that nigga from the back
I even gon' lie pimpin' that nigga a fool right there
He got a fool style that there can go go

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