Luyện nghe bài hát Fuhgidabowdit

Get the out of here, I'm LL Cool
wet with bad bitches in the indoor 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 fire and smoke
Think I started on the singin' solo for the Pope
your mama please, get up off her knees

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

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

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

Kid I'll burp on your butt 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 pluckin', chickens when I'm cluckin'
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 wings, and datin's too
See my boys down the crack patience too

Bricks, around, snorkel down
Macaroni and cheese Timbs out the orphan house
Transportin' out, the in 'em
Box 'em up in the with the frozen dinners

And them that ran
My to get 'em
the heat seekin' flow wit, fo' antennas
Doc's Da Name, that's why y'all wit me
I'm pocket change, the don't fuck with D

Objective in 'em, inspection sticka
Check the pen, I like a X was in 'em
Teeth grittin', I brawl wit a league mitten
the stash at
Yo, yo, punk, M me wit him

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I never liked you, and you, I know
So what the fuck you think is to happen, we gon go
Mono on mono, nigga, I'm gon dust you
If you pick that afro, I'm gon bust you

Walkin' you was a 'lil nigga 'cuz you is
And don't forget that daddy's gonna love his kids
Crackin' niggas got the to wonder why I rob, why
You guys will while everybody else'll starve

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