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 like this, it

I make niggaz eat dirt and fart
Then give you a dollar gift certificate to Pussies 'R Us
I eat the whole pie, and nothin' but the crust
So you can what it's like, with instinct but no guts
A sac no nuts or a mack with no sluts
Give me a full-body massage, I still be touched

They call me Seymour Butts, 'cause I get more ass most
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 Midnight Marauders
all pia coladas, no cops and robbers
Takin' trips back and forth from here to the

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

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

The of fiction, I spark friction
Smoking "Hay" without the confliction
prescription, microphone, Jackie Stallone
Psychic prediction, Egyptian description of my

My flesh is weak and pitiful
Spiritual is hooked up to the
Umbilical of my Lord, Kumbiya Devine Kah
Remove of tar from every cigar
I slap authority Gabor, Zsa Zsa
Half Allah, Half Superstar
Rockin' the microphone a hand like Dr. Claw

While I'm hittin' trees than 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 Hobo
I get Ludacris with bridges on the promo
Niggaz wanna clown, I'm and Bozo
'Cause in the prize game my life callin' like Jo-Jo

The name like Toto
I keep it realer than autopsy photo
You similar to a Spice goin' solo
You like Bebe, or a dog named Toto
My statue of liberty is Lobo
We Cop Robo, Virgo, bust ass like a homo
Como estas? Del Negro
Built to destroy these kid's blocks of

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