Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Nice

Yo turn me up b!
I'm about to ya'll
it out
I'm not a joke b!
think I'm not nice
This is for punk muthafuckas!
Yo yo yo yo yo yo!
See the game was always the man's sport
That's what Cam thought so everyday I had a hundred bought
In the transport inside the Jansport
An unruly
We ain't who we blame
Shit was all the same until Juli came a moody aim
You know the mayor
A crimer jerk
Acting like a kind but gettin time for a roach
A little
That's when yo, I said I'm messin with bimbos
It's easier to pimp hoes, they simp hoe
It don't much to make her
Just take her to a where It's nice
her the ice and might give her a fake fur
Cause girls I them classy
Old and
Old and
I ain't gonna that nigga Gold he gassed me
But now I'm flowin fastly, rollin
a while ago I was rollin badly
We was on the low wit
But now what we
A rolls and lavish
My yo she slices pies
A benz is my wife drives
You know nigga
thug
But she me and loves
Don't let your head meet her
Until she sprayed out and out
Ineffections of
A little thick chick will hit quick
Do for the dick dick
You know else that puzzles me?
I find this a riddle
How come you got a lot?
say you got a little
Like they say you act a little
Cause you got a litte
And you did a little and
a little money
Oh, you know my
Oh, you think you a little
you got a little fans and you drive a little car
I they all are liars
that they got a fire
Hang em up on a wire
Yo, you you got attire
To the like Stoudamire
Yeah I'm a nigga
That drink hard
A six car getter
You Digga
He rich
He's a star
deep
Hangs with
Chills up at their
He the hooligans
Now we eat at
Seen Ed and Doctor Dre
We told them Who the Man
Pulled the toast out on these niggas one
And even ran
You know I'm a skitzo
Who to calypso
But I'm quick
And old school like Hungry Hippo
Ask my Queens where I get dough bimbo
Now I beat up
Eat up
Ask my man how I beat up
And when I'm out of
I got to quick
Everybody sells
Drink Cris' to St. Ides
hit my bank rise
And no I ain't high!
I've hotter
I was in pampers hittin pinatas
You win
on I got put on by Mase and Big Poppa
So I'm glad you sat
I ain't want uncle Un to pull the down
You scrap
I heard you back down
But me I never back
My mother, she can sign
I know you're thinkin' that It's bout that
To say nigga I wanna rewind
So go ahead and it faggot