Luyện nghe bài hát Handle It

Hey, yo, that microphone an' I'ma handle it
even worry 'bout it, we about to handle it
Alkaholiks in bitch, about to handle it
Pass that weed, mama, I can handle it

Back that ass up, bitch, I can it
my drink, lil' nigga, I can handle it
Don't even worry 'bout it, we about to it
Likwit crew, nigga, we straight from Los Angeles

the L, the I, the K, the Ss
We still the West's freshest 'cause we started the essence
Look, Ma, no hands, they gave us microphone
So I can stand with two while I dance with the fans

with me, press against me 'cause I'm reachin' out to grab it
Slappin' asses 'cause an Alkie chick magnet
I'm a beauty judge with a glass full of buds
one fifty nine, they're tryin' to shut down the club

Last for alcohol, unless you meet us at the after hours
Pull up to the front, yeah, baby girl, the is ours
bug, spillin' shit on my rug
I'm a Rollo with a motto, sex, soft drugs

Thugs in my mansion askin' why the is candles lit
I'm to kick these niggaz out but I can handle it
The superfly vandal, with the guns an' ammo
If you scary change the channel, y'all niggaz fuckin' up my

business appropriate, we L.A. street associates
I'm tryin' to have fun but peep this bullshit I'm copin' with
Niggaz with guns got they eyes on my
I walk out my door, y'all might pop me an' run

trip 'cause my pump made 'em run like Forrest Gump
Now back to the bitches, the bottles an' the bumps
Pumpin' up the sounds that's how we do
But we still at 5 an' L.A. closed at 2

Hey, yo, gimme that microphone an' handle it
Don't even worry it, we about to handle it
Alkaholiks in this bitch, to handle it
Pass that weed, lil' mama, I can it

Back ass up, bitch, I can handle it
Pass my drink, nigga, I can handle it
Don't worry 'bout it, we about to handle it
Hell,

Yo, the bass is in the place, sho' nuff shrugged face
Like R. Kelly gettin' sprayed with a can of
Girls get freaky to the beat bumpin'
Which one of y'all down I'm tryin' to beat somethin'

We hold down the city, call us 'The Drunk Flowers'
If girl from L.A., she probably already know us
So Braniac dum dums, bust the
We much more than typical, flows like a pistol

The words I spit are more than a bullet
Make the wrong move, I'm on your like a mullet
'Big Dog' style, we Rottweiler, it
a bleezy with a breezy if she ain't scared to pull it

Y'all women used to want us to just love an' ya
Now you C-walkin', talkin' 'bout you a soldier
I send missile in yam I destroy an' dismantle it
J-Ro in this bitch an' you know I'm to handle it

Hey, yo, gimme microphone an' I'ma handle it
Don't even worry 'bout it, we about to it
in this bitch, about to handle it
Pass weed, lil' mama, I can handle it

that ass up, bitch, I can handle it
Pass my drink, lil' nigga, I can it
Don't even worry 'bout it, we about to it
It's crew, nigga, we straight from Los Angeles

Ain't it crunk? This is MCs