Luyện nghe bài hát Fuhgidabowdit

Get the out of here, I'm LL Cool
Soakin' wet bad bitches in the indoor pool
Yo what am I, an
'Cuz I bagged too

One bad mooley, and you can get pants,
I'm the goat, what I wrote 'cuz fire and
I started on the choir 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 like collard greens
Toes kriss krossed like she on J. team
your sittin' up like beach balls in the sand plus
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 washed up rapper I can hire
You know some old school wit a bit of attitude
Pay him hundred to fuck 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', Jamaican rum

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

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

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

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
I'm like Menace II
I roll through the 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
Macaroni and cheese Timbs out the orphan house
Transportin' out, the in 'em
Box 'em up in the with the frozen dinners

And them niggas ran
My to get 'em
With the heat seekin' wit, fo' antennas
Da Name, that's why y'all fuck wit me
I'm pocket change, the bums fuck with 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

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 blood
Down for whatever, which usually means I'm up to
Who owe me somethin', niggas in the back frontin'
They cuffs and, put the eight up, rappercussion

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

Backs get blown, get thrown
in headlocks, from this view, I'm fuckin' Star
I'm red hot just candy, in '95 won the Grammy
Yo, he use it as an now

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

Fuhgidabowdit, ayo nigga,
Yo, the fuck, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo, Fuhgidabowdit, uh,
Ayo dog,
Bitches stand me, Fuhgidabowdit
Still pullin' out pennies,

The I see every day brings tears to my eyes
How I at my niggas brings ears to my cries
Stick niggas for not knowin', teach 'em somethin'
Bitch niggas talkin' you from the streets you frontin'

I never liked you, and you, I know
So what the fuck you is 'sposed to happen, we gon go
Mono on mono, nigga, I'm gon dust you
If you can't that afro, I'm gon bust you

Walkin' like you was a 'lil 'cuz 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 while everybody 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, stiff as
And all riffin' shit, mens will get you hit, bitch