Luyện nghe bài hát Ladies and Thugz

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[Wyclef] Let's go

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

[Wyclef
I wanna murder the sniper that at Martin Luther King
Then get rid of the Viagra cause I'm strictly
Campaign in the hood if you want
all the gangs, put 'em up in Congress
Quik is so quick, listen to the ba-bum
Zoo, California, with guns the size of
elephant trunk, trunk trunks, ladies your hump hump
Get your "Flashlight" cause we crunk P-Funk

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Ladies - I you feel me
If you up in the party let me see you shake body
you got no bones and you tipsy off the Henny
Thugs - easy with the tonight
I'm tryin to my wife tonight, make love 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, your bladder
On the after, you can't refute the disaster
Cause body get musty in plaster (ew)
Don't try to call a cause I'm still comin after you
I don't like kids but I'ma spare 'em; maybe later
add 'em to my harem, and share 'em with the niggaz you like the
still got it out for yo' ass when you swiped the piece

[Wyclef
Yo, ever since "The Score" these rappers just bored
So I ain't rap no more; I songs for
Whitney you could catch me with Santana
Bandana on tour, DipSet'n Santana
We don't sell like we to sell?
That's cause 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 long as Britney's wedding was, ya

[Wyclef -
California, how to party
when I land in the
Quik picked me up, four in a stretch
Big chronic, me nah smoke sess
But all buddha bless from the East and the West
Throw up yo' set, I don't say this
But we gotta keep the peace, too many in a
Pour some for my cousins out in Compton

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