Luyện nghe bài hát Fuhgidabowdit

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

Yo am i, an animal?

'cause I your's 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 spandex wit a ass of cottage cheese
Open toed shoes, feet smell like collard
Toes *kriss krossed* like she on j. 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 washed up rapper that I can hire
You know old school 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 is that wrong
For so glowin, pickin
S-curl hatin, jamaican rum

man]
Kid burp on your girl buttcheeks

The honey had my like two red beets
I'm banannas, out of my fuckin mind won't let me back in
I was down before the hype like dusty rhodes and bob backlund
Bruno samartino, stan
Now the rock and stone cold are my favorite
The top rooster pluckin, chickens 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 menace ii society
I roll through the drive thru like
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 broke out the orphan
Transportin out, the in 'em
Box 'em up in the with the frozen dinners

man]
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
Check the pen, I like a x was in 'em
Teeth grittin, I wit a major 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,

[method
Yo, this be the j function, music get my blood pumpin
Down for whatever, usually means I'm up to somethin
Who owe me somethin, niggas in the back frontin
They cuffs and, put the eight up, rappercussion
You my name, so there's no need for introduction
I'm mr. done it all, so none of can do me nothing
Bitch I'm grown, on that one and bone
Bet me and queen bee be swingin til the honey
get blown, trash get thrown
In headlocks, from view, I'm fuckin star 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, funky wild comanchees wit shitty draws
What's that shit, what shit, shit on your lip
I can't smoke wit ya kid, but I'll ya the clip...

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

The shit I see every day brings tears to my
How I holla at my niggas brings ears to my
Stick niggas for not knowin, teach 'em somethin
Bitch niggas talkin bout you from the you frontin
I never liked you, and you, I don't
So the fuck you think is 'sposed to happen, we gon go
Mono on mono, nigga, I'm gon dust you
If you pick that afro, I'm gon bust you
Walkin like you was a lil nigga 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 will live while everybody starve
That pretty shit is played, fuck your name hold
Break a off somethin, watch a nigga gain fo'
Now you somewhere cold, stiff as shit
And all that shit, mens will get you hit, bitch