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 am i, an animal?

'cause I bagged too
One bad mooley, and you can get pants,
I'm the g.o.a.t., what I wrote cause and smoke
Think I started on the choir solo for the pope
Tell your please, get up off her knees
You can't wear spandex wit a ass of cottage cheese
Open toed shoes, smell like collard greens
*kriss krossed* like 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 are fired
Now I'm for some washed up rapper that I can hire
You know some old nigga wit a bit of attitude
Pay him $1500 to fuck a in an interlude
You say I'm souped up, well, soup is food
So what I my nuts, how the fuck is that wrong
For so glowin, pickin
S-curl hatin, rum sippin

man]
Kid I'll on your girl buttcheeks

The honey had my like two red beets
I'm banannas, out of my fuckin mind they won't let me in
'cause I was down before the hype like dusty and bob backlund
Bruno samartino, staziak
Now the rock and stone are my favorite maniacs
The top rooster pluckin, when I'm cluckin
Wwf for when and where we fuckin

Yo kid


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

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
I'm like ii society
I roll through the drive like kane
you for the cheeseburgers and chicken wings, and datins too
See my boys down the crack patience too
Bricks, around, snorkel down
Maccaroni and cheese timbs out the orphan house
Transportin out, the in 'em
Box 'em up in the aisle with the dinners

[method
And them that ran...

My to get 'em
With the heat seekin flow wit, fo'
Doc's da name, that's why y'all wit me
I'm pocket change, the bums don't with d
in 'em, carlo inspection sticka
Check the pen, I write a x was in 'em
Teeth grittin, I brawl wit a league 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,

man]
Yo, this be the cool j function, music get my blood
Down for whatever, which means I'm up to somethin
Who owe me somethin, niggas in the back frontin
They rockin and, put the eight up, rappercussion
You my name, so there's no need for introduction
I'm mr. done it all, so of y'all can do me nothing
I'm grown, puffin on that one and bone
Bet me and queen bee be til the honey come
get blown, trash get thrown
In headlocks, from this view, I'm fuckin jones
I'm red hot just candy, in '95 won the grammy

Yo, he use it as an now

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

Ayo nigga,
Yo, what the fuck,
Yo,
Uh,
Ayo dog, [dmx growl]
Bitches stand me, fuhgidabowdit [dmx growl]
Still pullin out pennies, fuhgidabowdit growl]

The shit I see every day brings to my eyes
How I holla at my niggas brings to my cries
Stick niggas for not knowin, teach 'em somethin
Bitch niggas bout you from 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, whatever nigga, I'm gon you
If you can't that afro, I'm gon bust you
Walkin you was a lil nigga 'cause you is
And don't forget that daddy's always love his kids
niggas got the nerve to wonder why I rob, why
You guys will live while else'll starve
pretty shit is played, fuck what your name hold
Break a nigga off somethin, a nigga gain fo'
Now you somewhere cold, stiff as shit
And all that shit, mens will get you hit, bitch