Luyện nghe bài hát Fuhgidabowdit

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
I'm Menace II Society
I roll through the drive thru Kane
you for the cheeseburgers and chicken wings, and datin's too
See my boys the ride crack patience too

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

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

Objective in 'em, Carlo sticka
the pen, I write like a X was in 'em
Teeth grittin', I brawl wit a major league
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 means I'm up to somethin'
Who owe me somethin', niggas 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 can do me nothin'
I'm grown, puffin' on that one and bone
Bet me and Queen Bee be swingin' the honey come

get blown, trash get thrown
in headlocks, this 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 stand or me, yeah
or, funky headhunter wild comanchees wit shitty draws
What's that shit, what shit, that on your lip
I can't smoke wit ya kid, but I'll 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 shit I see day brings tears to my eyes
How I at my niggas brings ears to my cries
niggas for not knowin', then teach 'em somethin'
Bitch niggas 'bout you from the streets you frontin'

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

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

pretty shit is played, fuck what your name hold
Break a nigga off somethin', watch a nigga fo'
Now you layin' somewhere cold, as shit
And all that riffin' shit, will get you hit, bitch