Luyện nghe bài hát Handle It

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

that ass up, bitch, I can handle it
Pass my drink, nigga, I can handle it
Don't even 'bout it, we about to handle it
It's Likwit crew, nigga, we straight 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 bottles I dance with the fans

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

Last call for alcohol, unless you us at the after hours
Pull up to the front, yeah, baby girl, the house is
bug, spillin' shit on my rug
I'm a Rollo with a motto, safe sex, 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, standin' with the an' ammo
If you scary change the channel, y'all fuckin' up my shit

Handle business appropriate, we L.A. street
I'm tryin' to have some fun but this bullshit I'm copin' with
Niggaz guns got they eyes on my funds
I can't out my door, y'all might pop me an' run

Don't trip 'cause my pump made 'em run Forrest Gump
Now back to the bitches, the bottles an' the bumps
up the sounds 'cause that's how we do
But we partyin' at 5 an' L.A. closed at 2

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ain't it crunk? This is MCs