Luyện nghe bài hát Earrings Off

See, time is over
I'm to roll up my sleeves on these bitches
I'm to take my earrings off
Don't me take my earrings off
my hair back real quick
Throw my on
Quit playing with these

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

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

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

3]
I smell a rumble, welcome to the
Don't be a smart-ass, cats be
Won't be till one of us son you
mafia-style punk, do svidan-you
Always been a little loud mouth mouth
Third round, they already got the out
I pow-wow with and [?]
Shits and giggles, all y'all do is orders
Huh! I play it under with abused
You here for my amuse, bitches
Give it your shot, I take two of y'all
You probably have luck with a voodoo doll
Look, not the hands, not the [?]
Never get beatdowns 'cept I box with my mom
You're cool, I'm cool, hey chick, choose fate
We can have play or get punched in the face