Luyện nghe bài hát Did It On 'Em

on 'em,
Man I shitted on 'em
on 'em,
Put yo' two's in the air if you did it on 'em
on 'em,
Man I shitted on 'em
on 'em,
Put number two's in the air if you did it on 'em

All bitches is my sons
And go and get some bibs for 'em
A couple formulas, little pretty on 'em
If I had a dick, I would it out and piss on 'em
Let me it off
I signed a couple deals I might break you off
And we ain't making up I don't a mediator
Just let them bums blow steam,

This is flawless F-1
I shooters up top in the F-1
A lot of bad bitches me to eff one
But I'm a eat them rap bitches when the come
Those some fresh
More talent in my fuckin' left thumb
She ain't a fan then the bitch deaf dumb
You my son you my mother fuckin' step-son

All bitches is my sons
And I ain't talking 'bout
Bitch I get money so I do's what I
I live the mother fuckin' pools and the trees is
Broke so crusty (disgust me)
the bitch a ride got the Continental dusty
Trust me I keep a couple hundred in the b
Couple wet in case a bum try to touch me
I'm the terminator, bitch talk slick I am to terminate her
These nappy headed hoes need a perminator
You my I spray you with the germinator
Move bugs, matter fact you know the queen could use a back rub
If you could turn back time,
You used the be here but now you gone