Luyện nghe bài hát Hand On My Nutsac

I got my hand on my burnin 'cross the stage
In a motherfuckin' rage, like a animal in a
I catch wrecks like a fool
Fuck around and getcha 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 I kept
For a long, long, long, long, long, long,

I got more than a truck load of Snickers
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 to blast
Peter 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 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 stops
Niggas die on the street but don't play taps
Or 21 gun salute, there ain't
My name ain't Alex Haley but I got roots

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

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

It's time for me to so I'm steppin' in deep
I was born a thief so ya I'm on the creep
Sucka wanna test me but he can't best me
Buck, buck to the chest and I guess you're

Now I gotta treat ya like a
'Cause you're soft like butter, you punk
Coolio but you can me Boo
I drop da shit on ya 'cause ya rhyme style is doo-doo

Ass, feces, you don't see me
With a flashlight I serve that ass
to the motherfuckin' homies
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 with this
I never a stoner, take ya momma home and blown her
One night stand and once again she's a

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 strayed by a lame ass
Keep my dollars in my pockets I'm hip to ya game

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

I gots to playin' these niggas like ping-pong
And hit 'em like King Kong, they singin' the same
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 catch a hot one
Knick-knack, paddy-wack, Wino's in the
And my hand's on my motherfuckin' nutsac and it's 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 it's like