Luyện nghe bài hát Girl You Know

You the outcome
Girl, you know the game and when you to run
Who is this new guy? Thinkin' he's
He nothin', girl, you know

who freestyle forever
Can't afford to buy a cup of cocoa, my leather
Your girl get wetter, touchin' my custom chains
Your lip on my Italian sweater

I know you hate me already, go debate me Freddie
DJ's gonna act like little in more places
the high heels, on the hard concrete
Remove women's bra, feel chest

Wipe your eyeliners off baseball cap
The Starter don't match yo' faces
You put the thongs on, move your panty in the right places
Terror in America, feel my drama, defecate on your momma

I sport the real gators, Lou Casey and Tony
Y'all act like with a flat ass like Madonna
Party whereabouts, ask me
Hold your Zippendales, ain't Chippendales
Flippendales, move slow like snails
Thongs show your girl's tails, y'all L's

Girl you know, the man ain't
But the brother is yo
What you your man, girl?

Remington with shells
Big Hank movin' dank comin' up the road with a full
Make girl buy another drink
Joe Grieco, we break neck-o, your wife the peppermints
Who represents y'all can't to me one inch

Y'all need to sit down on the wood like Johnny
know the Borden family, your fiance drive a Camry
Your hype man name is
Your producer in the wear the black panties
No time for the clean up or nannies

Girl you know, the man funky
But the brother is yo
What you tell your man,

Feeble wackster, what's up blackster
Lyrical master, asshole
You a known hitter, with the first glove
Your mom with the mitter
Pamper for your

Foul smells, your house smell like cat
Don't get bitter, I and get rid of
flow average, maverage
Rabid food, vegetable particles, cabbage
You got the nerve to rap like you in Paris

Standard reels, I clown
When your first advance is in your
Stage level, with no skills
A with beak and bills
I crush you New York
All the way out to Hills

Girl you know, the man ain't
But the is whack yo
What you tell man, girl?

Keith, whatever, like rappers say
Like Big Daddy say rappers steppin' to me
They get some, you know the outcome
You get some, you know the outcome