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 wrecks like a junkyard
Fuck around and getcha holdin' that jar,

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

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

Coolio locc and I'm down to
Piper picked a paper, pick a pepper's and I jacked 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 when I
And rock the house for the Bloods and Crips
Danger, danger, ol' gangsta,
Droppin on the

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

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

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

It's for me to step so I'm steppin' in deep
I was a thief so ya know I'm on the creep
nigga wanna test me but he can't 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 lyrics 'cause ya style is doo-doo

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

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

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

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

I gots to keep playin' these niggas ping-pong
And hit 'em like Kong, they singin' 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 if he'll catch a hot one
Knick-knack, paddy-wack, Wino's in the
And my on my motherfuckin' 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