Luyện nghe bài hát Cuckoo

My is stupid, you thugs is funny
My be, goin', eh, for the love of money
Dumb, fabulous rhymer give you luger
Hula hoop, hold you, I'll put your behind you

your takeaway, show up before you perform
Hit you in the knee with a bat and you to break a leg
Hee, hee, I got the Kris Kross laugh, a very angry
A pissed off past, hip-hop, I target it
I will diss Joe Budden then diss, every legend started it
I'm cuckoo, I don't a hook for this one

say I'm kin to sinnin', yeah, I'm Drama's twin
That's right, I'm Vicodin with a Klonopin'
I stanky hoes, I got a thang for Keyshia Cole
Momma man that show, be The Frankie Show

I think I need to get some motherfuckin'
strand of hair on my balls is a blood suckin' leech
I be hurlin' while you hear, take your index
Point it at your and then twirl it 'round your ear
I'm cuckoo, I don't need a hook for one

Nope, Mr. Yowwa, yup, 'bout to go fishin'
And catch me a crevice, I'm back on the ass mission
these petite women, I want me a sloppy hoe
That smell like talapio, call me Sloppy Joe

I dig your out, watch me though, this is bullshit
All the coke don't fit, I a Scottie nose
A can of beef raviolis, a lid
If I get it can cop me yo and they ain't get a vid
I'm what? Cuckoo, I don't a hook for this one

The bitches just bitch and the thugs is
The is actin' like me and me I'm buggin'
I jump from the sidewalk, hop over the Everglades
Tight-rope walk the equator broken roller blades
See you shruggin' our oven, your shoulder blades
And, grenades at your nana's bingo parade

Anybody see my
I'm a it on my hands, crawl to Japan
And my man dap
I'm cuckoo, I don't a hook for this one

Just look at the show he did
Nigga came out in a suit and a pig mask
a fan and left his pockets on Slim Fast
Just co-operate and say that he wrote shit for gym

You smart alecky with the best
I cut you up and make a art gallery with your flesh
Challenge me on the
put a Dodge Challenger car battery in your chest
The son of Koresh
I'm cuckoo, nuh, uh, I need a hook for this one

Likkle acts with sickle raps
Cursin' at church then out back to wax a virgin
Murkin' a track, killin' feature like
I'm a drunk plastic surgeon, dirty past detergent

I can get as Ozzy
Sick as a fuckin' the dead body of Liberace
Nigga, watch me if you me
how your life story would begin, once upon a time, the end
Cuckoo, I need a hook for this one

I'm a go fuck bitches, get money, all y'all do to 'em is 'em
No wrappin' up in aluminum foil
tell me I'm buggin', got rappers tappin the oven screamin' Jersey
And I'm usin' it for stuffin' in my

Ram Jam with a prostitute's leg in the air
Jerkin' me off, now that's what I call a
Body parts in the freezer, you use for a fever
four million how I'm feelin' for my leisure
I'm a cuckoo, I don't need a for this one

I'm weird, I'm into voodoo, you know how do
Towel on the bed, fuck while she bloody and it Su-Wu
sayin' lend me a thou' or the semi is out
Dump in the bed from sittin' Indian
Check it, I'm on fire to make the devil proud of me

Sleepin' in gasoline a nigga got it out for me
Hang my mother off a 30-foot balcony
Then look over the like 'Bitch, shouldn'ta doubted me'
I'm cuckoo, I don't a hook for this one