Luyện nghe bài hát Do You Like Criminals

Westside,

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

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

Picture me sippin' ya? Never, how ya figure
I'll be cryin' over yo ass a baby face nigga?
Bitch, you be glad, I got 3 strikes
back in '85, I'd been done gave 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 clowned ass
Because I can tell from the
You's a class hood rat

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

How would you like to get a ruff rugged an' raw
Outlaw down the shaw?
Do you want a mothafucka hard
Or a bitch made nigga, cute as El

Do you negros
Him an' those individuals called

you figure a West Coast nigga?
Drinkin' liquor, to know how to dig you
When we dated, fade it, penetrated
Ms. Sophisticated, no, Daddy it

Never met a nigga 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

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

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

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 your
hunnit spode tonas on my front an' back Broham

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

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

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

With hoochy hoes, 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 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 that play
I see your frownin' but I'm clownin'
Can't fade K-Dee baby

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

You wanna with K-Swinger
the West is in the house, oh, my God, danger
But take a hit live
But when you hit it hoe you got to puff, give

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

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

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

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

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

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

Do you criminals?