Luyện nghe bài hát Hand On My Nutsac

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

Yep, that's me on the mic-a
Nova, happy to strike niggas 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 of Snickers
Ya her by the straps, ya got to kick her, fuck it
That's how it go when ya with a proper
Got my hand on the mic and I'm about to let it

Coolio locc and I'm down to
Peter picked a paper, pick a pepper's and I jacked his ass
Motherfuckers curse me but they hurt me
When I'm dirt, that's why I show no mercy

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

40 Thevz and the with a plan 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
ain't an episode of Batman, it's more like a Blackman
Slap yo' ass up and I ya for ya Walkman

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

It's time for me to 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 guess you're

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

Ass, feces, you wanna 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 you get my dift?
And understand not to fuck with this
I never been a stoner, take ya home and blown her
One night stand and once she's a loner

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

Hoes be actin' like they love me but they wanna fuck me
And me but don't touch me
Back up off me hooker 'cause I be taken
Go find you 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 year and yes I'm gettin'
a shot to the 121 'cause they my niggas

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 motherfuckin' 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