Luyện nghe bài hát Fuhgidabowdit

Get the out of here, I'm LL Cool
Soakin' wet with bad in the indoor pool
Yo am I, an animal?
'Cuz I 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 solo for the Pope
your mama please, get up off her knees

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

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

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

Kid burp on your girl butt cheeks
The had my nuts 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

Samartino, Stan Staziak
Now The and Stone Cold are my favorite maniacs
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 through the drive thru like Kane
Jack you for the and chicken wings, and datin's too
See my boys the ride crack patience too

Bricks, walk around, snorkel
Macaroni and Timbs broke out the orphan house
out, the poison in 'em
Box 'em up in the aisle with the dinners

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

Objective in 'em, Carlo sticka
the pen, I write like a X was in 'em
Teeth grittin', I brawl wit a major 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 me, Fuhgidabowdit
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 niggas in the frontin'
They rockin' and, put the eight up, rappercussion

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

can't stand or understand me, yeah
Either or, funky headhunter wild wit shitty draws
What's that shit, 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,
can't stand me, Fuhgidabowdit
Still pullin' out pennies,

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

I never liked you, and you, I know
So what the fuck you 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 his kids
Crackin' niggas got the nerve to why I rob, why
You guys will live while everybody else'll

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