Luyện nghe bài hát Hand On My Nutsac

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

Yep, that's me on the motherfuckin'
Nova, happy to strike niggas a viper
Who rules the step to the rep I kept
For a long, long, long, long, long, long,

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

locc and I'm down to blast
Peter Piper picked a paper, pick a pepper's and I his ass
Motherfuckers curse me but they hurt me
When I'm dirt, that's why I show no mercy

I flips the scripts and it's the dips when I
And rock the fuckin' house for the and Crips
Danger, danger, ol' gangsta,
dogs on the

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

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

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

time for me to step so I'm steppin' in deep
I was born a thief so ya know I'm on the
Sucka nigga wanna test me but he best me
Buck, buck to the chest and I you're deathly

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

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

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

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

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

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