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 fire and smoke
Think I started on the singin solo for the pope
Tell your mama please, get up off her
You wear yellow spandex wit a ass of cottage cheese
Open toed shoes, feet smell collard greens
*kriss krossed* like she on j. dupris' team
Button your sittin up like beach balls in the 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 washed up rapper that I can hire
You some 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 I scratch my nuts, how the fuck is that wrong
For so glowin, pickin
S-curl hatin, rum sippin

man]
Kid I'll burp on your buttcheeks

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

Yo kid


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

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

[method
And niggas that ran...

My to get 'em
With the seekin flow wit, fo' antennas
Doc's da name, why y'all fuck wit me
I'm pocket change, the bums fuck with d
in 'em, carlo inspection 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 me, fuhgidabowdit
Yo nigga,

man]
Yo, this be the cool j function, music get my blood
Down for whatever, usually means I'm up to somethin
Who owe me somethin, them niggas in the frontin
They rockin cuffs and, put the up, rappercussion
You know my name, so there's no need for
I'm mr. done it all, so 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
get blown, trash get thrown
In headlocks, from this view, I'm fuckin star
I'm red hot like candy, in '95 won the grammy

Yo, he use it as an now

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

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

The I see every day brings tears to my eyes
How I holla at my niggas ears to my cries
Stick for not knowin, then teach 'em somethin
Bitch niggas talkin bout you from the you frontin
I liked you, and you, I don't know
So what the you think is 'sposed to happen, we gon go
on mono, whatever nigga, I'm gon dust you
If you can't pick afro, I'm gon bust you
Walkin like you was a lil nigga you is
And forget that daddy's gonna always love his kids
Crackin got the nerve to wonder why I rob, why
You guys will live while everybody starve
That pretty shit is played, fuck your name hold
Break a nigga off somethin, watch a gain fo'
Now you somewhere cold, stiff as shit
And all that shit, mens will get you hit, bitch