Luyện nghe bài hát Fuhgidabowdit

Get the out of here, I'm LL Cool
Soakin' wet bad bitches 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, what I 'cuz fire and smoke
I started on the choir singin' solo for the Pope
Tell mama please, get up off her knees

You wear yellow spandex wit a ass of cottage cheese
Open toed shoes, smell like collard greens
Toes krossed like she on J. Dupris' team
Button sittin' up like beach balls in the sand plus
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 rapper I can hire
You know old school nigga wit a bit of attitude
Pay him fifteen hundred to a girl in an interlude

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

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

Bruno Samartino, Staziak
Now The Rock and Stone Cold are my favorite
The top rooster pluckin', chickens I'm cluckin'
WWF stands for 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 drive like Kane
Jack you for the cheeseburgers and wings, and datin's too
See my down the ride crack patience too

Bricks, around, snorkel down
Macaroni and Timbs broke out the orphan house
out, the poison 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
Doc's Da Name, that's why fuck wit me
I'm change, the bums don't fuck with D

Objective in 'em, inspection sticka
Check the pen, I write a X was in 'em
Teeth grittin', I brawl wit a major league
the stash 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 Cool J function, get my blood pumpin'
Down for whatever, which usually I'm up to somethin'
Who owe me somethin', them in the back frontin'
They rockin' cuffs and, put the eight up,

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

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

Niggas can't stand or understand me,
Either or, funky headhunter wild comanchees wit shitty
What's that shit, what shit, that shit on lip
I can't smoke wit ya kid, but 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
Stick niggas for not knowin', then teach 'em
Bitch niggas talkin' 'bout you the streets you frontin'

I liked you, and you, I don't know
So the fuck you think is 'sposed to happen, we gon go
Mono on mono, nigga, I'm gon dust you
If you can't pick afro, I'm gon bust you

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

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