Luyện nghe bài hát Fuhgidabowdit

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

One bad mooley, and you can get pants,
I'm the goat, what I 'cuz fire and smoke
Think I started on the choir solo for the Pope
Tell mama please, get up off her knees

You can't wear yellow wit a ass of cottage cheese
Open toed shoes, feet smell collard greens
Toes kriss like she on J. Dupris' team
Button your sittin' up like beach balls in the sand
A full of rotten teeth with a dildo in her hand

Who the let you in, all my assistants are fired
Now I'm lookin' for some washed up that I can hire
You some old school nigga wit a bit of attitude
Pay him fifteen hundred to a girl in an interlude

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

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

Samartino, Stan Staziak
Now The Rock and Stone Cold are my favorite
The top rooster pluckin', chickens I'm cluckin'
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 through the thru like Kane
you for the cheeseburgers and chicken wings, and datin's too
See my boys down the crack patience too

Bricks, around, snorkel down
Macaroni and cheese Timbs broke out the house
Transportin' out, the in 'em
Box 'em up in the aisle with the dinners

And them that 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 fuck with D

Objective in 'em, inspection sticka
Check the pen, I 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, which usually 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 for introduction
I'm Mr. Done it all, so none of can do me nothin'
Bitch I'm grown, puffin' on one and bone
Bet me and Queen Bee be 'til the honey come

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

Niggas can't or understand me, yeah
Either or, funky headhunter wild comanchees wit shitty
What's that shit, what shit, that 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,
can't stand me, Fuhgidabowdit
Still out pennies, Fuhgidabowdit

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

I never liked you, and you, I know
So what the 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' like you was a nigga 'cuz you is
And don't forget that daddy's gonna always love his
Crackin' got the nerve to wonder why I rob, why
You will live 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 that riffin' shit, will get you hit, bitch