Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin' They Nose

Let's it happen
Mmmhmm.. I it can't get mo' mobber
Y'know, we like to buy our in bulk
in VOLUMES
Y'know like CostCo? We with Bosco
(Fuckin with Bosco) You me?
It's that mob shit nigga, so damn
Sssshit, BEOTCH!

Chorus:

Fuckin they like this
[T] Your nose, your nose like this
[E] Like that? [T] It's like
[E] this!
Fuckin they nose like
[T] It's like
[E] Like that? [T] Like
[E] this! (Weeee, beeee)
Fuckin they nose like
[T] Your nose, your nose like this
[E] Like [T] It's like that
[E] this!
they nose like this
[T] like this
[E] Like that? [T] that
[E] this!

I be the first out, shady bring the worst out
beretta put the thirst out
See I'm rollin in my truck, hardest to fuck
Hit a block, and let the bitch on my sock
I got bass rock tips, tits
Las Vegas chips better dub out (uh-huh)
G's overseas got 'em sprung on the game (sprung on the game)
And all in Amsterdam you was hearin my
I raps over beats, tales from the street
walker, straight male stalker
(??) broken temple of hemp, I it simple
Money all mine, I give a fuck if you
My crew, doggish, hoggish
in two-thousand, suckers ain't allowed in
Catch me on the track with the froze up
and I'll be fuckin they nose, like (BEEOTCH!)

Chorus w/ minor

T]
These in competition (what what)
but ain't bust a grape in a food fight
and nigga, you hot air
I care, I keep a spare square
better beware, run up I dare you
Suga T the bitch, hittin switches
Mobbin old then beatin down bitches
I'm struttin my tools, fool; give it up or up
Been mess around and got stuck-up, set up
I still ride with yola in my cot
Impulse with chops and still be a top
Fuckin your nose, and yo' (and yo' dome)
Man Shot, let haters know

I was intrigued by the way ran
How it was (what else) how a bitches mind was run
So I hollered at the master pimp, who was dressed in
I asked him could I buy him a
He said, "What can I do for you son?" I said I to pimp
I want yo' same stroll, and I yo' limp
I want my mail to be as as yours
Sport big cars and all the whores
Load me up with your finest
I'm only fifteen and I'm to pimp
I want my hoes to in all the tricks
I'm fuckin nose like this

Chorus w/

FUCKIN NOSE LIKE THIS
Aowwww, aowwww, I can feel it you talk
[E-40] you talk
Even when you
[E-40] I walk
Won't you me
[E-40] me mayne
thank you, thank you
[E-40] Just what? Sprinkle me
FUCKIN THEY NOSE LIKE
[E-40]
thank you, thank you

BEOTCH! me?
From "I got a mirror in my pocket and I lookin hard"
I'm in the traffic pervin ridin on about a
down (??)
I does the thing to do peddle to the
on the gas, great dipped Caddy showin my ass
Flamboastin, straight out of
but I got this mack game, comin Oakland
love me, I'm a boss *I'm a boss)
My accountant Keith say I should lease
but see I'm ethnic, A TAX WRITE-OFF
I'm off that St. Ide's, I got that in my deck
I'm dang near paralyzed, runnin over the reflectors about to wreck
I'm seein two's, three's, and mirages
into trees, leaves, garbage cans and garages
Under my seat, issue
Spoofed up insurance,
A of broccoli and a bunch of bottles, I'm grounded
Fuck around and got my impounded
Shit BEOTCH, fuck, roughed me up
Them bitches I had power cause I got out within a month

w/ variations

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