Luyện nghe bài hát Fuhgidabowdit

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

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

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

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

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

Kid I'll 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 the hype like Dusty Rhodes and Bob Backlund

Bruno Samartino, Stan
Now The Rock and Stone are my favorite maniacs
The top rooster pluckin', when 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 II Society
I through the drive thru like Kane
Jack you for the cheeseburgers and wings, and datin's too
See my boys down the ride crack too

Bricks, around, snorkel down
Macaroni and cheese 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
Doc's Da Name, why y'all fuck wit me
I'm pocket change, the bums fuck with D

Objective in 'em, Carlo 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 Cool J function, music get my blood
Down for whatever, which usually I'm up to somethin'
Who owe me somethin', niggas in the back frontin'
They rockin' cuffs and, put the up, rappercussion

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

get blown, trash get thrown
in headlocks, from this view, I'm fuckin' 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 headhunter wild wit shitty draws
What's that shit, shit, that shit on your 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
Still pullin' out pennies,

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

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

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

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