Luyện nghe bài hát Gutta Gorillaz

Hey...

Bad is how I kick nigga no way, little ass pager is so gay
My 2-way way too big to be a 2-way, a 4-way
Ask me who the hardest nigga, you know who I'm gon say
I'ma say ay-ay-ay, JT Money and Sole
Koopa don't pay for the play, you tell her how much that you gon pay
You be kin to oranthol, cause you a Simpson like you OJ
OJ no way, the OJ throwback I throw away
Too many niggas dress alike, I trying to be you for the whole day
Look a 2 Fast 2 Furious clip, on a tow away
It look like I'm riding backwards, spinning the wrong way
See that I mean Jacob on your arm, nigga no way
ain't authentic, we know what it is but I won't say
Wanna know if my fat, and how much do my do' weigh
A question like that, will get a chick kicked the do' way
I don't give no do' away, get out she gon
She gon take the from a Lil' Jon song and say, (okaaay)
Gutta gorilla, mayn I ain't no
Wood industry ass no, they don't call me
On the phone they wanna bone, cause they know prolly
The chick I'm with gotta have a upgrade, and a body
My princess cuts why the slugs, look like lightening bugs
Rims double the size of dubs, they as high as us
Koopa don't keep a strap scratch that, he prolly does
Keep a heater with slugs, in a clip in his Ivy dubs
For a minute, Roots had a whole movement by being po'
Through movement I was moving units, they must of been moving slow
True I'm on the radio, but I I'm streeter than Greg
Flip the microphone off the stand, and get beat in the head

(*talking*)
Yeah, my solo album Controversy
Drops in November, on the same day as Paul
"People's Champ" solo album, Changin' Click-clack

Aw suckering-suckatash, who's that coming up on that
go z-z, when I push a button up on the dash
But a weapon up on my ass, do dirt like under grass
Two shirts have something stashed, you jerk if something flash
You move if something blast, you and on your ass
You cursing when I pass, I'm swerving in a
It's Rasaq on the block, in a drop no top
With a bottle with no top, and a with no top
And I'm to the spot, where niggas is losing
Put the clip up to you spit it, and let it rip your FUBU
Dog I know cats that'll break you, in a kitten
In a range for a funeral, for the who knew you
I'm in the in the hallway, where there's pissing and doo-doo
And the fiends creeping at night, and up twitching up to you
I recycle I see in the hood, and deliver it to you
With niggas is coo-coo, hang with a few screws
Or when I'm flipping in hoo-doo's, on two-two's
to new Screw, jewelry is glistening and too blue
And I'm chilling with your new boo, I ain't her in the whip
Got her so much, I told her to put a cork in it
Like Sammy bat, leave your mammy with a swollen back
These tracks on a broke mattress, a couple of is cracked
And I'm gone no coming back, no no rubbing backs
I'm thugging and loving stacks, how you loving that

I it to you
I it to you