Luyện nghe bài hát Fuhgidabowdit

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

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
I started on the choir singin solo for the pope
Tell mama please, get up off her knees
You can't yellow spandex wit a ass of cottage cheese
Open toed shoes, smell like collard greens
Toes *kriss like she on j. dupris' team
Button your sittin up like beach balls in the sand
A mouth 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 up rapper that I can hire
You some old school nigga wit a bit of attitude
Pay him $1500 to a girl in an interlude
You say I'm souped up, well, is good food
So I scratch my nuts, how the fuck is that wrong
For so glowin, pickin
S-curl hatin, rum sippin

[method
Kid I'll on your girl buttcheeks

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

Yo kid


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

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
I'm menace ii society
I roll the drive thru like kane
Jack you for the cheeseburgers and wings, and datins too
See my boys down the ride crack too
Bricks, walk around, snorkel
and cheese timbs broke out the orphan house
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 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
in 'em, carlo inspection 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

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 pumpin
Down for whatever, which usually I'm up to somethin
Who owe me somethin, them niggas in the frontin
They rockin and, put the eight up, rappercussion
You my name, so there's no need for introduction
I'm mr. it all, so none of y'all can do me nothing
Bitch I'm grown, on that one and bone
Bet me and queen bee be til the honey come
Backs get blown, 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 stand or understand 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 save ya the clip...

Ayo nigga,
Yo, the fuck, fuhgidabowdit
Yo,
Uh,
Ayo dog, fuhgidabowdit growl]
can't stand me, fuhgidabowdit [dmx 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 for not knowin, then teach 'em somethin
niggas talkin bout you from the streets you frontin
I never 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 that afro, I'm gon bust you
Walkin like you was a lil 'cause you is
And don't forget that daddy's gonna always his kids
Crackin 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 layin somewhere cold, as shit
And all that riffin shit, will get you hit, bitch