Luyện nghe bài hát Got It Bad Y'all

Ladies and
That nigga Tee and the Al-cum-a-holiks

Pooh-butts the rear cause I'm makin yapes
The rhymes ain't no than a Skittle grapes
A lot of would like to thank me for the hanky-panky
On the mic I hold a belt, now I no one could spank me

It took a long for the people to hear my rhymes
like I been rappin since my birth in '69
Sorry to keep you waitin, I run rhymes like Payton
I get a rhyme like on a Dayton

But I won't knock off, I just rock off
The beats to get funky, like when you your sock off
To all the white folks I would like to say
And to all my brothers I say peace, quit actin

MCs in 92, ew, you need to take a rest
The public don't you aim the
You're softer than a hookers
Raps, I make em, snaps, I em
For duties movin booties cause I shake, shake, em

And I got rhymes, funky rhymes
E-Swift hold the needle down with and dimes
I drink English, St. Ide's and Mickeys
When time to roll, I throw on my black Dickeys

On the mic I get wicked, like Pickett
I get the place jumpin like a cricket when I shit
I'm from the West Coast but don't home-stimpy
if I was a paperboy, you still couldn't rip me

I walk up and chalk up pairs like the
I'm all in the mix like and kicks
When it comes to rhymes I get loose like buckles
Those who chose to oppose nose is felt knuckles

(Where you to?)
To the tip
(And cha bout to do?)
to rip
Some people use the word funky too
And just how many say they kick it like Bruce Lee

(What's your brew?)
E
(And what it you do?)
Go pee
It used to be about rhymes, all about
Now rearrangin and changin like times

I got it bad, y'all, I got it bad,
When it comes to the pen and the pad,
I got it bad, y'all, I got it bad,
When it comes to the pen and the pad,

Back the fuck up, gimme to breathe
Not too many can flip the rhymes like these
I freak the as if it was a bitch
Got more soul than the pit with a

Pitch the ball, so I can it with the bat
Talk some shit, so I can ya with my gat
I'm feelin kind, kinda, feelin kinda, feelin kinda
Feelin buzzed off a sack of chocolate tie

My, my, my ho, I like to rip the up
Smack the hoes that walk around with nose up
Run to the liquor store they close up
Buy a few 40s, daily I get to' up

Sit at the crib and write riggy rhymes
Line after line after liggy line
Yo, I can get funky, buy my and bump me
To the of dawn, I hit the bud and pass it on

at the park, shootin craps on the weekend
My brown bag is wet my tall can is leakin
at the cops, beatin up on Rodney
While a of O.G.'s steppin to me tryin to rob me

because I'm dope, niggaz wanna smoke me
On the mic I get while you're doin the hokey-pokey
steps, I think that you should leave to Paula
Alkaholiks is the shit, E-Swift's the smooth

Is slangin rhymes like a rock
ain't shit but money and a glock
Don't punch a clock, but I cock a fat
So I can smoke a lot of pot that I up with tops

And ya ain't heard shit yet, I'm just getting
Like hot butter on, say The popcorn
I'm headed to the top, give me my props
My beats are fat as fuck, so my shit in your box

I love to hit the skinz, but then who doesnt
I to hit the herbs cause it leave me feelin buzzin
I this chumpie to the poets who can wreck
And to all the nottie dreads, I gots to give nuff respect

(Where you to?)
To the tip
(And cha bout to do?)
to rip
Some use the word funky too loosely
And just how many niggaz say they kick it like Lee

(What's your brew?)
E
(And what it you do?)
Go pee
It used to be about rhymes, all about
Now rappers rearrangin, and changin times

I got it bad, y'all, I got it bad,
When it to the pen and the pad, y'all
I got it bad, y'all, I got it bad,
When it comes to the pen and the pad,

Up the man with the loot
Rockin like a troop with the Alkaholik
is kosher, got a little taller
Livin kinda phat King Tee's a baler

I irritate the wack, leave em so confused
I'm checkin on the mic with the ones and twos
Sneak you a peek of the technique
Can't stand up, need to a seat

Baby, baby, baby, it's the
But I can freak the mic no matter how ya it
Metaphors grand, and I'm the man
Drink a fifth yes, I can, yes, I can can

The girls me dick-em-down
Got that title rockin for the
Catch y'all later, around weekend
I'm a Alkaholik and I'm late for my