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 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 cause and smoke
Think I started on the choir singin solo for the
your mama please, get up off her knees
You can't yellow spandex wit a ass of cottage cheese
Open shoes, feet smell like collard greens
*kriss krossed* like she on j. dupris' team
Button your sittin up like balls in the sand plus
A mouth full of rotten with a dildo in her hand
Who the let you in, all my assistants are fired
Now I'm lookin for some up rapper that I can hire
You know some old school nigga wit a bit of
Pay him $1500 to fuck a in an interlude
You say I'm souped up, well, soup is good
So what I scratch my nuts, how the fuck is that
For so glowin, afro
S-curl hatin, jamaican rum

man]
Kid I'll burp on girl buttcheeks

The honey had my like two red beets
I'm banannas, out of my mind they won't let me back in
'cause I was down before the hype like rhodes and bob backlund
Bruno samartino, staziak
Now the rock and stone cold are my maniacs
The top rooster pluckin, chickens 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 menace ii society
I roll the drive thru like kane
Jack you for the cheeseburgers and chicken wings, and too
See my boys down the crack patience too
Bricks, around, snorkel down
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
Objective in 'em, carlo inspection
Check the pen, I write 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 me, fuhgidabowdit
Yo nigga,

man]
Yo, this be the cool j function, get my blood pumpin
for whatever, which usually means I'm up to somethin
Who owe me somethin, niggas in the back frontin
They rockin cuffs and, put the eight up,
You my name, so there's no need for introduction
I'm mr. done it all, so none of can do me nothing
I'm grown, puffin 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 like candy, in '95 won the grammy

Yo, he use it as an now

Niggas can't or understand me, yeah
Either or, funky headhunter comanchees wit shitty draws
What's shit, what shit, that shit 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]
can't stand 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 for not knowin, then teach 'em somethin
Bitch niggas talkin bout you 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 gonna love his kids
Crackin got the nerve to wonder why I rob, why
You guys will live while else'll starve
That pretty shit is played, fuck what your name
Break a nigga off somethin, watch a nigga fo'
Now you somewhere cold, stiff as shit
And all riffin shit, mens will get you hit, bitch