Luyện nghe bài hát Fuhgidabowdit

Get the fuck out of here, I'm LL
wet with bad bitches in the indoor pool
Yo am I, an animal?
'Cuz I your's too

One bad mooley, and you can get pants,
I'm the goat, 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 like greens
Toes kriss krossed she on J. Dupris' team
Button your sittin' up like balls in the sand plus
A mouth full of rotten teeth with a 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 some old school wit a bit of attitude
Pay him fifteen hundred to fuck a girl in an

You say I'm souped up, well, soup is good
So what I scratch my nuts, how the is that wrong
For so glowin', afro
S-curl hatin', rum sippin'

Kid burp on your girl butt cheeks
The honey had my nuts two red beets
I'm bananas, out of my mind they won't let me back in
I was down before the hype like Dusty Rhodes and Bob Backlund

Bruno Samartino, Staziak
Now The Rock and Stone are my favorite maniacs
The top rooster pluckin', chickens when I'm
WWF stands for When and we Fuckin'

Fuhgidabowdit, yo kid
Fuhgidabowdit,
Yo,
Yo, ey,
Ey, ey,
Eh,

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
I'm like II Society
I roll the drive thru like Kane
Jack you for the and chicken wings, and datin's too
See my boys down the ride crack too

Bricks, around, snorkel down
Macaroni and cheese Timbs broke out the orphan
out, the poison in 'em
Box 'em up in the aisle the frozen dinners

And them that ran
My to get 'em
With the heat flow wit, fo' antennas
Doc's Da Name, that's why fuck wit me
I'm pocket change, the bums don't with D

Objective in 'em, Carlo inspection
the pen, I write like a X was in 'em
Teeth grittin', I brawl wit a major mitten
the stash at
Yo, yo, punk, M me wit him

Fuhgidabowdit, yo,
Ayo nigga,
Yo, yo, yo,
Yo dog,
Yo you heard,
Ayo you me, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo nigga,

Yo, this be the Cool J function, music get my pumpin'
Down for whatever, usually means I'm up to somethin'
Who owe me somethin', them in the back frontin'
They rockin' and, put the eight up, rappercussion

You know my name, so there's no need for
I'm Mr. Done it all, so none of y'all can do me
Bitch I'm grown, puffin' on one and bone
Bet me and Queen Bee be swingin' 'til the honey

Backs get blown, get thrown
in headlocks, from view, I'm fuckin' Star Jones
I'm red hot just like candy, in '95 won the
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 smoke wit ya kid, but save ya the clip

Fuhgidabowdit, ayo nigga,
Yo, what the fuck,
Yo, Fuhgidabowdit, uh,
Ayo dog,
Bitches can't stand me,
Still pullin' out pennies,

The I see every day brings tears to my eyes
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 streets you

I never liked you, and you, I don't
So what the fuck you think is to happen, we gon go
Mono on mono, whatever nigga, I'm gon you
If you can't pick that afro, I'm gon you

Walkin' like you was a 'lil nigga you is
And don't forget that daddy's gonna always love his
Crackin' niggas got the nerve to why I rob, why
You guys will live while everybody else'll

That 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 riffin' shit, mens will get you hit,