Luyện nghe bài hát Do You Like Criminals

Westside,

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

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

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

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

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

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

Do you like
Him an' those called criminals?

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

Never met a quite as fly as me
All bottled up in your high
You want to my mental
'Cause how could a nigga from South Central roll in a

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dee, dee, dee, daddi, daddi, dee, dee, day
I come from the crew, I thought you knew don't play
I see your frownin' but I'm clownin'
Can't nobody fade K-Dee

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

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

Now I see you
But all I wanna see is asses wigglin' an' titties
So what you do?
Don't go chasin'
Stick to them an' balls, you're used to

Go ahead an' take a big
'Cause girls so good on the end of my dick
That's right, is it tight? I know you a dyke
type of nigga do you like, bitch?

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

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

Do you criminals?