Luyện nghe bài hát Earrings Off

See, cute is over
I'm about to roll up my sleeves on these
I'm about to my earrings off
make me take my earrings off
Throw my back real quick
my Chucks on
Quit playing these motherfuckers

I'm on some Fu Hustle shit
Scream lady no muzzle shit
Y'all don't really tussle with
City, we be on that Bumpy Knuckles shit
Or had 'em boys turn some real duffle shit

1]
Shanks and hammers, now for the cameras
Waste a gangsta, don't need no bandannas
Rhyme hard but those darts harder
Y'all talking about murders, but all I see is
One, three, me blow
Right past these niggas and these hoes
I ain't really need for the small talk, y'all walk a way
don't cry, [?]
See I don't want to to get indignant
Hollywood to Miss in a minute, Nicole Kidman
No smidgen of upbringin', swingin'
Guns by the waist, punch 'em in the face

2]
This vaseline-on-the-face music
This badda-bing-in-your-face type
Y'all want it with them born-again hooligans
Type of bitch stab your ass with a [?] pen
No metaphysical, more like
Too deep in this to let a typical
Bum trick try to score one, I one
A dance, but it won't be a George one
A rated-R, be a one
A one
one
Then I'm goin' on a (One!)
January, February, March, April, dag
Some saying that I'm too hard, I they just
(Hey! Not to say that word!)
Too these rappin'-ass faggots getting punched in the face

3]
I smell a rumble, welcome to the
Don't be a smart-ass, cats be
Won't be satisfied one of us son you
Russian mafia-style punk, do
Always been a loud mouth foul mouth
round, they already got the towel out
I pow-wow skateboarders and [?]
and giggles, all y'all do is take orders
Huh! I play it under with bitches
You here for my amuse, bitches
it your best shot, I take two of y'all
You probably have better luck with a voodoo
Look, not the hands, not the [?]
get beatdowns 'cept when I box with my mom
You're cool, I'm cool, hey chick, choose your
We can have play dates or get punched in the