Luyện nghe bài hát Lick The Balls

Excuse me, I'm trying to earn a buck or two
A rapper come in, and who the fuck are you?
Around this part of town diamonds and your girl in fur
"I'm trying to enter in rap contest you're havin', sir"
You're late, "Flat tire" well, that'd do it 'cuz
Well alright, pay me now, and be at the hub

"I hope I mess up, or run out of breath, or even brick"
Don't worry hon' you're hittin' 'em harder than a brick
"But do you think, Van?", please, no one can serve us
"Wish me luck, dear, I'm and I'm nervous"
So who stands, who falls, who crowds the
one the DJ calls, lick the balls

Now every I write dope raps they come vickin' it
Now you know the title of this, so start it
Lips kickin' it, hey bitch, there is a in it
So you think you're prepared, I keep stickin' it
Now here they come with a to fight, take it light
Now who the one you're trying to be like with all your

And anyone attempted to remove me out the race
Best give me space before I fly in fuckin' face
Now raise vocal, play that role around your local hoods
Don't worry about a thing 'cuz Ricky Rick is bringin' the goods
Who stands, who falls, who crowds the
one the DJ calls lick the balls

Now that come out your mouth, sound like it's out of spite
I'm back on a mission and this time I'm gonna right
That's right, ads help, he's it
"Thank gosh, Rick, we the way you're movin' it"
Who's hittin' rough in eighty-eight, I bet momma knows
Backslap you all down like I dominoes

Stun 'em all, come on y'all, me a taste of life
Act trife, I'll let my dog cold ya wife
So be my friend and don't pretend you will not be
You're cleaning house up to the master, how we both are livin'
So who will stands, who falls, who the halls
one the DJ calls lick the balls

Go Vance Wright, go Rick, look at the style we
How come you cannot write a rap that will the king
The girls you watch are now entranced now when see me slam
Shit on motherfuckers and I tell them who the I am
My name is Rick, but now you know rulin' it
Pump the and the DJ put the fuel in it

Come ride the dick and if you wanna know is the word
Who write the raps you and your boys have ever heard
I eat you up and give girl a bowl of Puppy Chow
You alright? Hello, I'm tryin' to tell you now
Who stands, who falls, who the halls
This one the DJ calls, the balls