Luyện nghe bài hát Hand On My Nutsac

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

Yep, me on the motherfuckin' mic-a
Nova, happy to strike niggas like a
Who rules the to the rep that 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

Coolio and I'm down to blast
Peter picked a paper, pick a pepper's and I jacked his ass
Motherfuckers curse me but they can't me
When I'm doin' dirt, that's why I no mercy

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I won't be played out, strung out, laid out
She only gave it up because she I had some crack
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' they love me but they only wanna fuck me
And me but don't touch me
Back up off me hooker 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 and yes I'm gettin' 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 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 hand on my nutsac, na na na na na na and like that