Luyện nghe bài hát Do You Like Criminals

Westside,

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

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

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

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

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

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

Do you like
Him an' individuals called criminals?

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

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

Spice in ya is what you need
You intrigued by the of my weed
I represent reality in world 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 individuals called
Do you negros
Him an' those individuals called

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

Hit a lick or two, make whole 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 touch the

On switches an' I'm workin', hot, ya nigga smirkin'
the ass up an' down 'til my back wheels is chirpin'
You need to be me, bitch, you too fuckin' Bombay
To be on the with 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 that know what ends is
In top Chucks, pushin' V 12 Benzes

With hoochy hoes, groopy
You those with a gang of money 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 don't play
I see your frownin' but I'm anyway
Can't nobody fade K-Dee

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

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

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

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

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

Bitch, I'm from the Wild, Wild
Can't you buy the 'S' on my chest
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 criminals?

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

Do you criminals?