Luyện nghe bài hát Da Da DaHHH

Cut, cut, cut, cut
Yo, I backache, stomach ache, diarrhea, vomitin'
feet, runny nose, headache, insomnia
Cranky, moody, burpin' while I'm
Baby chair in a suburban drinkin' burpin'
I'm only three and chip Motorola
A hoochie with snitches by the stroller
Lyin, cryin, whinin',
Suckin' titties like I had of breast feedin'
In the beginin' I was
Kept my back and forth
To the hospital for the constant
them ass whippin', I'm gettin' them all
Show off like Fodolo, so fuck all
Do you get your ass whipped wish your bad luck?
Like ahuh you, you get hit by a
Playin' catch a girl, fuck a girl, put 'em in a
Just a young boy doin' man shit

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

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

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

I used to tell my sis' I'm gonna it bitch
So close to gettin' on I taste the shit
In a hot ass room cuttin' smooth
In my last at west side high I barely made it
Flippin' balls, going to Montclair state
I one class and still owe their ass cake
For quick cash, doc hit up ave
Sell white oregano dash then we laughed
That was the days now the times up
Son either walk dogs, snuff it or get snuffed
Them ho's got triflin' but thicker
My weed got better so easily I fucked up
I test y'all my def squad cam
And I stage show dive unless y'all amp
To all my fans, "Yo! to you"
And any ho that didn't blow doc, I never you

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

You can fuck my heart, you can plough my
You can