Luyện nghe bài hát Fat Raps Remix

Chuck

And it's fallin off the like back fat
Givin girls rides to the not a rat trap
Cheese, peanut freeze raps
I want all snapped in it's back in the day
Like a tee tag
I need that clean G
the weather gon be?
Drop top, no drips on this
to be headed downtown
Carwash blouw
Let my girl the chevy while I break this tree down
Roll the back up
Good, it back up
Ugh, UGK
Diamonds &
Hold up, yea up
That's tight, that's
You do this right, you might the time of ya life

Dom
Comin the westside but my fitted say Sox
Where you get on if you in it or not
Lookin like Cain cuz I watch a lot
And Im tryna yo friend so is she with it or not?
out to ATL cuz Im in Lennox a lot
And I dont lookin, I go in there to cop
High Rollers, I go in it a lot
Spendin money with the strippers u go in there to
on L's
Smellin like
You say you the man but dawg bitches cant tell
But ladies love Dom cuz Im that mail
To it out my hood is like to make it out of jail
Put the 10's up and start out the 12's
Bet I have yo shakin out her heels
We shakin all
And chasin all
Im poppin all over how you haters all

Big
Smoke
better
Count
Whats
lil niggas cant hang
Big poppin bitch and big my first name
Im a westsider, detroit
Fuck around and i might back gators
Everyday i leave the with no money
And come back later that muthafuckin paper
Finally famous over erything thats just how i feel
They trying to stop my
They yellin hit the kill
Wrong nigga to with
you doing a deal with
Grind hard, how i was built bitch
Whoa there. Whoa
Im who everybody here
I come in the club and get more money than promoters
Oh your girl? I see her at my show there
I be off in the hood I bet you dont go there
Ayy so there boy
Don't go boy
Its you dont know there boy
Young nigga thats to the Polaroids
And i gave niggas more lines than Corduroy
And my bitches be boy
i hope you recordin boy
Im out

Boldy
re-up half of a brick nd
Bring it to the kitchen
See the crack as its
Then bring it when its finished
Jimbo put that in
And Chizzel bag it and seal it
Then Boldy a did
To know the that Im flippin
6 o's gon get stashed in the
6 o's in
Im this o
And that one get split and het broke halves
And one his o
And one is his
And this o im
and one
This o the
The Ro is a crack-a-matician
the ave cuz Im gettin dough in that slab
cuz im gettin over, mad
i just grill a blow with my mag with my
Kno blast if you tempt him
Bro you will crash in yo with holes in yo back cuz you hit
Goin as fast as yo engine go when you in the strip smokin a bag wit yo bitch
chokin, gaspin for breath holdin, grabbin yo from Boldy maggin that tech
it faster than Vick's concrete school craft to the the sick
Bomb as a

Roth:
I be frustrated with the way that shit's agein
Im about to take a break and get on a vacation
Like, Malaysia to escape the meditation
I'll just eat, pray and wait for my day of revelation or
Take peyote, the rivers of Nairobi
Change my name to Navajo and live alone and only blow
Cuz this? Naomi flowin gets pretty lonely
nobody ever know you
Everybody you homie so
Moany Moany be sure to treat you phony and
As soon as you hit low they wont be pickin up the phone
See, Im moved to Coney show fools that I am home
And when Im on the microphone all you wanna-be's can
So, take this boner to the you little bo-peeps
That may be but Im certainly no sheep
See, I only lead in this game of
Roth and Big
We on
Finally

Tha Ripper:
Yea, now 10 of 'em up
Fuck the rules we Auntie Anne's bendin 'em up
Dont a fuck
Word to yo leather sandals
Either pay the light bill or up them candles
White Owl
Cigarillo no
Break bitch down and peel of the first layer

Like a ass
Mercedes
The ladies ask can they be next cuz im kickin they raps
Life is playin 2k and kickin all day by the lake
Smokin till I collapse in broad day
Im


Far out
My stoner chicks round soon as I break the jar out
Ay baby girl pass the
Yo chose me so I had to jizz her
Dont be sleepin or takin no cat
We leaders of the new with these fat raps