Luyện nghe bài hát Ladies and Thugz

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Let's go Quik

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

Jean]
I wanna murder the sniper shot at Martin Luther King
Then get rid of the Viagra cause I'm strictly
in the hood if you want progress
Take all the gangs, put 'em up in
is so quick, listen to the ba-bum ba-bum
Brooklyn Zoo, California, guns the size of
elephant trunk, trunk trunks, shake your hump hump
Get "Flashlight" cause we crunk like P-Funk

[Chorus:
- I know you feel me
If you up in the let me see you shake your body
like you got no bones and you off the Henny
Thugs - easy the slugs tonight
I'm tryin to my wife tonight, make love tonight
You don't see yo' body on ice, right

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

[Wyclef
Yo, ever since "The Score" Quik these rappers bored
So I ain't rap no more; I wrote for
Whitney Houston you could me with Santana
Bandana on tour, DipSet'n Santana
We sell like we used to sell?
That's cause they live in America, we get sales
I'm on tour half of the year, you can't see me
And your career be as long as Britney's wedding was, ya heard?

[Wyclef -
California, knows how to
when I in the L-A-X
picked me up, four freaks in a stretch
Big California chronic, me nah smoke
But it's all buddha from the East and the West
Throw up yo' set, I don't say often
But we gotta keep the peace, too many in a
Pour some liquor for my out in Compton

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