Luyện nghe bài hát Do You Like Criminals

Westside,

Say, hoe, I got way more
Than them niggas who be rollin' you
No ass Versace gear
Just the nigga the triple 1 braids in his beard

Quick to get the drippin', so quit trippin'
you got a cap a nigga resemblin' Donnie Simpson
Hoe I'm from the Wild, West, fuck them preppy niggas
You need to get with this malt liquor

Picture me sippin' over ya? Never, how ya
I'll be cryin' yo ass like a baby face nigga?
Bitch, you be glad, I got 3 strikes
Because back in '85, I'd been done your ass a black eye

See I been at your ass all week
But all you do is roll your eyes like your shit don't
So now it's time a nigga your ass
Because I can tell from the
a high class hood rat

Don't want to with niggas in khakis
But hoe, I bet for the
You quick to that ass like a 4
So frontin' on a nigga an' lick these
An' bitch, hit the road your fucked up weave

How would you like to get a ruff rugged an' raw
Outlaw rollin' the shaw?
Do you want a mothafucka that's
Or a made nigga, cute as El Debarge?

Do you negros
Him an' those individuals called

How'd you a West Coast nigga?
Drinkin' liquor, to know how to dig you
When we dated, straight it, penetrated
Ms. Sophisticated, no, hate it

Never met a nigga as fly as me
All up in your high society
You to check my mental
'Cause how could a nigga from South Central in a Benzo

Spice in ya life is you need
You by the smell of my weed
I represent reality in your full of lies
An' I can see it in eyes, you worried sick an' I'm chillin'
Tell your family to fuck off an' roll this villain

Do you like
Him an' those called criminals?
Do you negros
Him an' those called criminals?

Who wanna fuck wit it? I put it down for tho
It's Mack 10 an' let you know I'm gung ho
Baby, I guess, maybe I can get with program
With hunnit spode on my front an' back Broham

Hit a lick or two, make your life a thriller
you wanna shake the nerd an' come ride with a killa
Hot as sauce, out the floss, no need to be
I swing the fuck out this bitch 'til my bumper the street

On an' I'm workin', jerkin' hot, ya nigga smirkin'
the ass up an' down 'til my back wheels is chirpin'
You need to be with me, bitch, you too fuckin'
To be on the Shaw a nigga with a Hyundai

I take you through my neighborhood raise, crime pays
No Girbauds, no fades, khakis an' French braids
An' my friends is niggas that know ends is
In top Chucks, pushin' V 12 Benzes

With hoes, groopy hoes
You know those with a gang of lolo' an' penitentiary fo do's
So him now, no need of waitin' for debatin'
Slam the door on them five stars an' hop on Daytons

Dee, dee, dee, daddi, daddi, dee, dee, day
I come from the crew, I thought you knew that play
I see frownin' but I'm clownin' anyway
Can't fade K-Dee baby

I know you're Catholic, but can you have
Up in them guts, all the way to these
a rich girl, far from skeezer
I'm playin' at the mall your Visa

You wanna swang with
the West is in the house, oh, my God, danger
But a hit you'll live
But when you hit it hoe you got to puff, puff

Now I see you
But all I wanna see is asses an' titties jigglin'
So what you do?
go chasin' waterfalls
Stick to dicks an' balls, you're used to

Go ahead an' a big lick
'Cause look so good on the end of my dick
That's right, is it tight? I you ain't a dyke
What of nigga do you like, bitch?

Do you negros
Him an' those individuals called
Do you negros
Him an' those individuals called

Bitch, I'm from the Wild, Wild
Can't you tell buy the 'S' on my
We got for days
we claimin' no stress, no mothafuckin' dress

Do you like
Him an' those individuals criminals?
Do you negros
Him an' those called criminals?

Bitch, I'm from the Wild, West
you tell buy the 'S' on my chest
We got for days
Plus we claimin' no stress, no mothafuckin'

Do you criminals?