Luyện nghe bài hát Hand On My Nutsac

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

Yep, me on the motherfuckin' mic-a
Nova, to strike niggas like a viper
Who the step to the rep that I kept
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 ya dealin' with a proper
Got my hand on the mic and I'm about to let it

Coolio locc and I'm down to
Piper picked a paper, pick a pepper's and I jacked his ass
Motherfuckers me but they can't hurt me
When I'm doin' dirt, why I show no mercy

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

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

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

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

It's time for me to step so I'm in deep
I was born a thief so ya know I'm on the
Sucka wanna test 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 lyrics ya rhyme style is doo-doo

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

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

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

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

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

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

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