Luyện nghe bài hát Gutta Gorillaz

Hey...

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

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

Aw suckering-suckatash, who's that up on that cash
Screens go z-z, when I push a button up on the
But a weapon up on my ass, do dirt like under grass
Two shirts have something stashed, you jerk if something flash
You if something blast, you hurt and on your ass
You when I pass, I'm swerving in a slab
Rasaq on the block, in a drop with no top
With a bottle with no top, and a with no top
And I'm going to the spot, where niggas is
Put the clip up to you spit it, and let it rip through your
Dog I know that'll break you, in a kitten caboodle's
In a for a funeral, for the niggas who knew you
I'm in the hood in the hallway, where there's pissing and
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 loose
Or I'm flipping in hoo-doo's, sitting 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 talking so much, I told her to put a in it
Like Sammy Sosa's bat, leave your mammy with a swollen
These tracks on a broke mattress, a of bones is cracked
And I'm gone no back, no hugging no rubbing backs
I'm thugging and loving stacks, nigga how you that

I it to you
I it to you