Luyện nghe bài hát Da Da DaHHH

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

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

Yo, I'm only thirteen puttin' in
Rockin' shoes with high top converse but first
We was all gas watchin' Of Death' with Bruce
Walkin' from the movies
Yo, I about the sex often
I kept a heartland for the white girls on magic garden
Light skin, and shit
Ran my Mama phone bill for Biggs, Biggs, Biggs
The old hands used to make little niggaz fight
The patch was the shit if you snitch it right
And everybody knew the of Pac Man
Rams was and that then was happenin'
Niggaz to get robbed at twin city
I was cuttin' on S L's with 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 young boy doin' grown man
Like touchin' titties
Yo, I'm just a young boy doin' man shit
I'm just a young boy doin' grown man
stealin' my Mama's car

I used to my sis' I'm gonna make it bitch
So close to gettin' on I could the shit
In a hot ass room cuttin' operator
In my last at west side high I barely made it
Flippin' balls, going to Montclair state
I passed one class and still owe their ass
For quick cash, doc hit up ave
Sell white oregano dash then we laughed
That was the days now the switched up
Son either walk dogs, snuff it or get snuffed
Them got triflin' but much thicker
My weed got better so I fucked shit up
I test y'all my def squad cam
And I don't stage show unless y'all amp
To all my fans, "Yo! to you"
And any ho that didn't blow doc, I knew you

Now I'm a man doin' grown man's shit
Yo yo, now I'm a grown man doin' man's shit
Like still your titties
I'm just a grown man doin' grown 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 doin' grown man's
smackin' your ass
Yo, I'm a grown man doin' grown shit
Like my beard
Yo, I'm a man doin' grown man's shit
I got hair on my look at it

You can fuck my heart, you can my balls
You can