Luyện nghe bài hát Hand On My Nutsac

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

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

I got more flavor 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' a proper
Got my on the mic and I'm about to let it flow

Coolio locc and I'm to blast
Peter Piper picked a paper, pick a 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 when I rips
And rock the fuckin' house for the and Crips
Danger, danger, ol' gangsta,
dogs on the

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

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

Niggas on the top and you don't nothin'
They fightin' punks, their rags is fucked, they even be bumpin'
play the back 'cause I'm dope when 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 thief so ya know I'm on the
nigga wanna test me but he can't best me
Buck, buck to the chest and I guess deathly

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

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

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

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

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

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

Scotty B shotgun, boom, he got one
Only God 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 on my nutsac, na na na na na na and it's like that