Luyện nghe bài hát Fuhgidabowdit

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

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

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

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

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

Kid I'll burp on girl butt cheeks
The honey had my nuts 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 Rhodes and Bob Backlund

Bruno Samartino, Staziak
Now The and Stone Cold are my favorite maniacs
The top rooster pluckin', when I'm cluckin'
WWF for When and Where we Fuckin'

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

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

Bricks, walk around, snorkel
Macaroni and cheese Timbs out the orphan house
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' wit, fo' antennas
Da Name, that's why y'all fuck 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 major league
Where the 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 J function, music get my blood pumpin'
Down for whatever, which means I'm up to somethin'
Who owe me somethin', them niggas in the back
They rockin' and, put the eight up, rappercussion

You know my name, so there's no need for
I'm Mr. Done it all, so none of can do me nothin'
I'm grown, puffin' on that one and bone
Bet me and Queen Bee be swingin' 'til the come

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

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

Fuhgidabowdit, ayo nigga,
Yo, what the fuck,
Yo, Fuhgidabowdit, uh,
Ayo dog,
Bitches can't stand me,
Still pullin' out pennies,

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

I never you, and you, I don't know
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

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

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