Luyện nghe bài hát Da Da DaHHH

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

Just a boy doin' grown man shit
I'm just a young boy doin' grown man
kickin' your ass
Yo, I'm just a young boy grown man shit
weed
I'm a young boy doin' 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 'Game Of Death' with Bruce
home from the movies
Yo, I about the sex often
I kept a heartland for the white girls on magic garden
Light skin, chubby and
Ran my Mama phone bill for callin' Biggs, Biggs,
The old hands used to make them little niggaz
The lead patch was the shit if you it right
And knew the pattern of Pac Man
Rams was fifteen and then was happenin'
Niggaz used to get at twin city
I was on S L's glue with a penny
E P M D dropped 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 a young boy doin' grown man shit
Like your titties
Yo, I'm just a boy doin' grown man shit
I'm just a young boy grown man shit
stealin' my Mama's car

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

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

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