Luyện nghe bài hát Hand On My Nutsac

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

Yep, that's me on the mic-a
Nova, happy to strike niggas 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 her by the straps, ya got to kick her, fuck it
That's how it go when ya dealin' with a
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, pick a pepper's and I his ass
Motherfuckers curse me but they can't me
I'm doin' dirt, that's why I show no mercy

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

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

I bang, bang, to the air, now ya dead
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

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

It's 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 can't me
Buck, buck to the chest and I you're deathly

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

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

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

'Cause I be played out, strung out, laid out
She only gave it up because she thought I had crack
And I won't be by a lame ass dame
Keep my dollars in my pockets 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 hooker 'cause I won't be
Go you another motherfucker, you can break it

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

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