Luyện nghe bài hát Mouthing Off

Yeah, hah
When it all come down to it we ain't shit
(Woo! Use mouth, haha)
Ludacris, 4-Ize, it's this, check it

I niggaz eat dirt and fart dust
Then give you a eighty gift certificate to Pussies 'R Us
I eat the pie, and leave nothin' but the crust
So you can feel what it's like, with but no guts
A sac with no nuts or a mack with no
Give me a full-body massage, I still can't be

They call me Seymour Butts, 'cause I get more ass than
They say I'm next and got butter love, and get too close
Follow the 'cause I'm meaner than medula oblongotas
My tribe's on more quests than Marauders
all pia coladas, no cops and robbers
Takin' trips back and forth from here to the

I hump than llamas, get rolled more than tires
If you say I'm not nice, then your a liar
Entitled to your opinions, into the next
So many Major that I thought I had a million
4-Ize, 4-Ize whatcha?

Yo, yo, I am goin' to blow up the
With my "Pew-36 space modulator"
be praised, you meditator
Drop squad interrogator, 85 percent
The Educator and the Almighty Creator,

The of fiction, I spark friction
Smoking "Hay" the crucial confliction
prescription, microphone, Jackie Stallone
Psychic prediction, Egyptian description of my

My flesh is and it's pitiful
Spiritual is up to the invisible
Umbilical cord of my Lord, Devine Kah
Remove paper of tar from every
I slap like Gabor, Zsa Zsa
Half Allah, Half Anti-Christ
Rockin' the microphone with a hand Dr. Claw

While I'm hittin' trees harder Sonny Bono
Double Dragon, mixed up with an
I kill villains in slowmo for talkin' crazy in my
Got nothin' to lose, like I'm a boxcar
When I get Ludacris with on the promo
Niggaz wanna clown, I'm and Bozo
in the grand prize game my life callin' like Jo-Jo

The name sticks like
I keep it realer than alien autopsy
You similar to a Girl goin' solo
You lost like Bebe, or a dog named
My statue of liberty is Rebecca
We Cop Robo, Virgo, ass like a motherfuckin' homo
Como estas? Del Negro
Built to destroy kid's blocks of Legos

my Eggo 'cause I say so
Hold the microphone, 4-Ize, I stay
Manifested, elevated, I
The elevator, the
"That's not a That's a knife!"
Dundee the Alligator Rustler
'Cause I hustle ya, the China
Big Trouble, little sewer but still I find ya I'm stinky
Manifest, throw you down the stairs like a
Yo, my eye is blinky