Luyện nghe bài hát Fuhgidabowdit

[ll j]
Get the out of here, I'm ll cool
Soakin wet bad bitches in the indoor pool

Yo what am i, an

'cause I bagged too
One bad mooley, and you can get pants,
I'm the g.o.a.t., 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, smell like collard greens
Toes *kriss krossed* she on j. dupris' team
your sittin up like beach balls in the sand plus
A full of rotten teeth with a dildo in her hand
Who the fuck let you in, all my are fired
Now I'm lookin for some washed up that I can hire
You know some old nigga wit a bit of attitude
Pay him $1500 to fuck a girl in an
You say I'm up, well, soup is good food
So what I scratch my nuts, how the fuck is that
For so glowin, afro
hatin, jamaican rum sippin

[method
Kid I'll burp on girl buttcheeks

The honey had my nuts two red beets
I'm banannas, out of my fuckin mind they let me back in
'cause I was down the hype like dusty rhodes and bob backlund
Bruno samartino, staziak
Now the rock and cold are my favorite maniacs
The top pluckin, chickens when I'm cluckin
Wwf stands for when and we fuckin

Yo kid


Yo,
Yo, ey,
Ey, ey,
Eh,

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
I'm like menace ii
I through the drive thru like kane
you for the cheeseburgers and chicken wings, and datins too
See my down the ride crack patience too
Bricks, walk around, snorkel
Maccaroni and cheese timbs broke out the orphan
Transportin out, the in 'em
Box 'em up in the aisle the frozen dinners

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And them niggas ran...

My to get 'em
the heat seekin flow wit, fo' antennas
Doc's da name, that's why fuck wit me
I'm pocket change, the bums don't fuck d
Objective in 'em, carlo inspection
Check the pen, I like a x was in 'em
Teeth grittin, I brawl wit a major mitten

Where the at

Yo, yo, punk, m me wit him

Yo,
Ayo nigga,
Yo, yo, yo,
Yo dog,
Yo you heard,
Ayo you hear me,
Yo nigga,

[method
Yo, this be the cool j function, 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 no need for introduction
I'm mr. it all, so none of y'all can do me nothing
Bitch I'm grown, puffin on that one and
Bet me and queen bee be til the honey come
Backs get blown, trash get
In headlocks, from this view, I'm star jones
I'm red hot just like candy, in '95 won the

Yo, he use it as an now

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

Ayo nigga,
Yo, what the fuck,
Yo,
Uh,
Ayo dog, [dmx growl]
Bitches can't me, fuhgidabowdit [dmx growl]
Still pullin out pennies, [dmx growl]

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, teach 'em somethin
Bitch niggas talkin bout you from the streets you
I liked you, and you, I don't know
So what the fuck you think is to happen, we gon go
Mono on mono, nigga, I'm gon dust you
If you pick that afro, I'm gon bust you
like you was a lil nigga 'cause 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 live while everybody else'll starve
That pretty is played, fuck what your name hold
Break a nigga off somethin, watch a nigga fo'
Now you layin cold, stiff as shit
And all riffin shit, mens will get you hit, bitch