Luyện nghe bài hát Fuhgidabowdit

Get the fuck out of here, I'm LL
Soakin' wet with bad bitches in the pool
Yo what am I, an
I bagged your's too

One bad mooley, and you can get pants,
I'm the goat, what I wrote 'cuz fire and
Think I started on the choir singin' for the Pope
Tell mama please, get up off her knees

You can't wear yellow spandex wit a ass of cottage
Open shoes, feet smell like collard greens
Toes kriss krossed like she on J. team
Button your sittin' up like beach in the sand plus
A mouth full of rotten teeth with a in her hand

Who the fuck let you in, all my are fired
Now I'm lookin' for washed up rapper that I can hire
You know some old school wit a bit of attitude
Pay him fifteen hundred to fuck a girl in an

You say I'm up, well, soup is good food
So I scratch my nuts, how the fuck is that wrong
For so glowin', pickin'
S-curl hatin', Jamaican rum

Kid I'll burp on your girl cheeks
The honey had my like two red beets
I'm bananas, out of my mind they won't let me back in
'Cuz I was down before the hype like Dusty Rhodes and Bob

Bruno Samartino, Stan
Now The Rock and Stone Cold are my maniacs
The top rooster pluckin', chickens when I'm
WWF stands for When and we Fuckin'

Fuhgidabowdit, yo kid
Fuhgidabowdit,
Yo,
Yo, ey,
Ey, ey,
Eh,

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
I'm Menace II Society
I roll through the drive thru Kane
Jack you for the cheeseburgers and chicken wings, and too
See my down the ride crack patience too

Bricks, walk around, down
Macaroni and cheese Timbs broke out the orphan
Transportin' out, the in 'em
Box 'em up in the aisle with the frozen

And them niggas ran
My to get 'em
With the heat seekin' flow wit, fo'
Doc's Da Name, why y'all fuck wit me
I'm pocket change, the bums fuck with D

in 'em, Carlo inspection sticka
Check the pen, I write a X was in 'em
grittin', I brawl wit a major league mitten
Where the at
Yo, yo, punk, M me wit him

Fuhgidabowdit, yo,
Ayo nigga,
Yo, yo, yo,
Yo dog,
Yo you heard,
Ayo you me, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo nigga,

Yo, this be the J function, music get my blood pumpin'
Down for whatever, which usually I'm up to somethin'
Who owe me somethin', niggas in the back frontin'
They rockin' and, put the eight up, rappercussion

You know my name, so no need for introduction
I'm Mr. Done it all, so of y'all can do me nothin'
I'm grown, puffin' on that one and bone
Bet me and Queen Bee be swingin' the honey come

Backs get blown, get thrown
in headlocks, from this view, I'm Star Jones
I'm red hot just like candy, in '95 won the
Yo, he use it as an now

Niggas can't stand or understand me,
Either or, funky wild comanchees wit shitty draws
that shit, what shit, that shit on your lip
I can't smoke wit ya kid, but save ya the clip

Fuhgidabowdit, ayo nigga,
Yo, the fuck, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo, Fuhgidabowdit, uh,
Ayo dog,
Bitches stand me, Fuhgidabowdit
pullin' out pennies, Fuhgidabowdit

The I see every day brings tears to my eyes
How I holla at my niggas brings to my cries
Stick for not knowin', then teach 'em somethin'
niggas talkin' 'bout you from the streets you frontin'

I never liked you, and you, I don't
So what the you think is 'sposed to happen, we gon go
on mono, whatever nigga, I'm gon dust you
If you can't pick that afro, I'm gon you

like you was a 'lil nigga 'cuz you is
And don't forget that gonna always love his kids
niggas got the nerve to wonder why I rob, why
You guys will live everybody else'll starve

That pretty shit is played, fuck your name hold
Break a nigga off somethin', watch a nigga fo'
Now you layin' somewhere cold, stiff as
And all that riffin' shit, mens will get you hit,