Luyện nghe bài hát Hand On My Nutsac

I got my hand on my burnin 'cross the stage
In a motherfuckin' rage, like a animal in a
I catch like a junkyard fool
Fuck around and getcha holdin' that jar,

Yep, me on the motherfuckin' mic-a
Nova, to strike niggas like a viper
Who rules the step to the rep that I
For a long, long, long, long, long, long,

I got flavor than a truck load of Snickers
Ya punch her by the straps, ya got to her, fuck it
That's how it go when ya with a proper
Got my hand on the mic and I'm to let it flow

Coolio locc and I'm to blast
Peter Piper picked a paper, a pepper's and I jacked his ass
curse me but they can't hurt me
When I'm dirt, that's why I show no mercy

I flips the scripts and it's the when I rips
And rock the house for the Bloods and Crips
Danger, danger, ol' gangsta,
Droppin on the

40 Thevz and the band a plan to make some stops
Niggas die on the street but don't play taps
Or 21 gun salute, there cahoots
My name ain't Haley but I still got roots

I bang, bang, bang to the air, now ya
It was a and white thang but now it's blue and red
This ain't an episode of Batman, it's like a Blackman
Slap yo' ass up and I ya for ya Walkman

Niggas on the top and you don't nothin'
They fightin' punks, their rags is fucked, they even be bumpin'
play the back 'cause I'm dope when I rap
And my hand's on my motherfuckin' nutsac and it's like

time for me to step so I'm steppin' in deep
I was born a so ya know I'm on the creep
Sucka nigga wanna me but he can't best me
Buck, buck to the chest and I you're deathly

Now I treat ya like a sucka
you're soft like butter, you punk motherfucker
Coolio but you can me Boo
I drop da shit on ya 'cause ya rhyme style is doo-doo

Ass, feces, you wanna see me
With a 'cause I serve that ass
Word to the motherfuckin'
And you you can't hold me or throw me, so blow me

How many niggas must I before you get my dift?
And understand not to fuck with this
I never been a stoner, take ya home and blown her
One night and once again she's a loner

'Cause I won't be played out, out, laid out
She only gave it up because she thought I had some
And I won't be strayed by a lame ass
my dollars in my pockets 'cause I'm hip to ya game

Hoes be actin' like they me but they only wanna fuck me
And suck me but touch me
Back up off me 'cause I won't be taken
Go you another motherfucker, you can break it

I gots to keep playin' these like ping-pong
And hit 'em like King Kong, singin' the same song
93 is the year and yes I'm gettin'
Gave a shot to the 121 'cause my niggas

Scotty B shotgun, boom, he got one
God knows if he'll catch a hot one
Knick-knack, paddy-wack, Wino's in the
And my hand's on my motherfuckin' and it's like that

I got my on my nutsac, na na na na na na
I got my on my nutsac, na na na na na na
I got my hand on my nutsac, na na na na na na and like that