Luyện nghe bài hát Da Da DaHHH

Cut, cut, cut, cut
Yo, I gotta backache, ache, diarrhea, vomitin'
Cold feet, nose, headache, insomnia
Cranky, moody, burpin' while I'm
Baby chair in a suburban drinkin' burpin'
I'm only three and gotta Motorola
A hoochie babysitter snitches by the stroller
Lyin, cryin, whinin',
Suckin' titties like I had years of feedin'
In the beginin' I was
Kept my Mama back and
To the hospital for the constant
Kept them ass whippin', I'm them all
Show off Fodolo, so fuck all y'all
Do you get your ass wish your mom's bad luck?
Like you, you get hit by a truck
Playin' catch a girl, a girl, put 'em in a sandwich
Just a young boy doin' grown man

Just a young boy doin' grown man
I'm just a young boy doin' grown man
kickin' your ass
Yo, I'm just a boy doin' grown man shit
Smokin'
I'm just a boy doin' grown man shit
All day, all

Yo, I'm thirteen puttin' in work
Rockin' Chinese shoes with top converse but first
We was all gas watchin' 'Game Of Death' Bruce
home from the movies
Yo, I thought the sex often
I even kept a heartland for the girls on magic garden
skin, chubby and shit
Ran my Mama bill for callin' Biggs, Biggs, Biggs
The old hands used to make little niggaz fight
The lead patch was the shit if you it right
And everybody knew the of Pac Man
Rams was fifteen and then was happenin'
Niggaz used to get robbed at twin
I was cuttin' on S L's glue a penny
When E P M D its my thing
I said, "Damn, I gotta get up in rap game"

I'm just a young boy doin' man shit
Yo yo, I'm just a boy doin' grown man shit
touchin' your titties
Yo, I'm just a young boy grown man shit
I'm just a young boy doin' man shit
Like my Mama's car

I used to tell my sis' I'm gonna make it
So to gettin' on I could taste the shit
In a hot ass room cuttin' smooth
In my year at west side high I barely made it
Flippin' eight balls, going to Montclair
I passed one and still owe their ass cake
For cash, doc hit up thirteenth ave
Sell white boys oregano dash then we
That was the days now the times up
Son walk them dogs, snuff it or get snuffed
Them ho's got triflin' but thicker
My got better so easily I fucked shit up
I y'all with my def squad cam
And I don't stage show dive unless amp
To all my fans, "Yo! to you"
And any ho that didn't blow doc, I knew you

Now I'm a grown man doin' grown man's
Yo yo, now I'm a grown man grown man's shit
Like still sqeezin' your
I'm just a grown man doin' man's shit
a big ass car
Yo, I'm a grown man doin' grown shit
Rollin' credit
Yo yo, I'm a grown man doin' grown man's
Yo yo, is crazy
I'm a grown man grown man's shit
smackin' your ass
Yo, I'm a grown man grown man's shit
Like shavin' my
Yo, I'm a grown man grown man's shit
I got hair on my chest at it

You can my heart, you can plough my balls
You can