Luyện nghe bài hát Ladies and Thugz

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[Wyclef] go Quik

[DJ
I wanna, punch them sayin gold don't rock
And I wanna, rape that that told a lie on 'Pac
I wanna right wrongs before I put my coast on lock
So when you see the glock bastard you go into shock
If the hood hates me I'll buy your guns
and have 'em clappin on you shermheads, takin funds
Scarin you motherfuckers to death, you the runs
You nice up, before you leak and warm the ice up

[Wyclef
I wanna murder the sniper that shot at Luther King
Then get rid of the Viagra cause I'm ginseng
Campaign in the if you want progress
Take all the gangs, put 'em up in
Quik is so quick, listen to the ba-bum
Brooklyn Zoo, California, guns the size of
elephant trunk, trunk trunks, ladies shake your hump
Get your "Flashlight" cause we crunk like

Wyclef]
Ladies - I know you me
If you up in the party let me see you your body
like you got no and you tipsy off the Henny
- easy with the slugs tonight
I'm tryin to meet my wife tonight, make tonight
You don't wanna see yo' body on ice,

[DJ
Now if I snapped, it was just a matter of
before I turned into the Mad Hatter, splatter your
On the morning after, you can't the disaster
Cause body parts get musty in (ew)
Don't try to a truce cause I'm still comin after you
I don't like your kids but I'ma 'em; maybe later
add 'em to my harem, and share 'em with the niggaz you the least
That still got it out for yo' ass when you swiped the

Jean]
Yo, since "The Score" Quik these rappers just bored
So I rap no more; I wrote songs for
Whitney you could catch me with Santana
on tour, DipSet'n like Santana
We don't sell we used to sell?
That's they live in America, we get worldwide sales
I'm on tour of the year, you can't see me 'cause
And your career gon' be as as Britney's wedding was, ya heard?

[Wyclef -
California, how to party
when I in the L-A-X
Quik picked me up, four freaks in a
Big chronic, me nah smoke sess
But it's all buddha bless the East and the West
Throw up yo' set, I say this often
But we gotta keep the peace, too in a coffin
some liquor for my cousins out in Compton

[DJ
I'm not a kingpin, I'm a wing man
Strapped to the teeth with a blunt, and a can
no G
Hennessy and E, we run so deep
86 your concubine, just an old creep
You're so weak nigga and your hoes is so nigga
You can't even get a on your own street
I'm at the Park and Meridian if you wanna speak