Luyện nghe bài hát Fuhgidabowdit

Get the fuck out of here, I'm LL
wet with 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 started on the choir singin' for the Pope
your mama please, get up off her knees

You can't yellow spandex wit a ass of cottage cheese
toed shoes, feet smell like collard 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 with a 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 know some old nigga wit a bit of attitude
Pay him fifteen hundred to fuck a in an interlude

You say I'm souped up, well, is good food
So what I scratch my nuts, how the fuck is that
For so glowin', pickin'
S-curl hatin', rum sippin'

Kid I'll burp on your girl cheeks
The honey had my nuts like two red
I'm bananas, out of my fuckin' mind they let me back in
'Cuz I was down before the hype like Dusty 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 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, walk around, down
Macaroni and cheese Timbs broke out the orphan
out, the poison in 'em
Box 'em up in the with the frozen 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 change, the bums don't fuck with D

Objective in 'em, inspection sticka
the pen, I write like a X was in 'em
Teeth grittin', I wit a major 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'
for whatever, which usually means I'm up to somethin'
Who owe me somethin', them niggas in the back
They rockin' cuffs and, put the eight up,

You know my name, so no need for introduction
I'm Mr. it all, so none of y'all can do me nothin'
Bitch I'm grown, puffin' on that one and
Bet me and Queen Bee be swingin' the honey come

Backs get blown, trash get
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 stand or understand me, yeah
Either or, funky headhunter wild comanchees wit shitty
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, the fuck, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo, Fuhgidabowdit, uh,
Ayo dog,
Bitches can't stand me,
Still out pennies, Fuhgidabowdit

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', teach 'em somethin'
niggas talkin' 'bout you from the streets you frontin'

I never liked you, and you, I don't
So what the fuck you is 'sposed to happen, we gon go
Mono on mono, whatever nigga, I'm gon you
If you can't pick that afro, I'm gon 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 nerve to why I rob, why
You guys live while everybody else'll starve

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