Luyện nghe bài hát Mouthpiece

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I don't no iron I'm already creased
I don't need no money I got

Thug wit me who got that indo mug wit me
Stick yo' pistol out the have a few drinks wit me
get fired up
Out of dummy license plate faulty ass tags
Trunk full of out door weed seat full of garbage bags
Lookin' fo' that money train lookin' fo' treasure
Like to fuck alot mix the business wit the
What's up you when you gone resign
Put a soul food restaurant in yo' mamas name and own your own clothing
Ain't no
that's what Harold told Melvin back in the of penny loafs
When Teddy Pendegrass was in the blue
A big lip street nigga was in the makin' a ferocious dude
A little microscopic maranatin' in the fallopian tube
to face the world ready to say my speech
Ready to come out early feet first nigga
Uno uno dos tres
Drinkin' liquor out the baby bottle
Five five six six eight
Move the crest side to the hillside
Go ask the v.p.d.
Betcha they tell you me
Betcha tell you they been investigatin' my ass since '83
Betcha they say real,
betcha they say I don't know how nigga did it
but he on a few mill
All I gotta say is
Bet I know one thing you they know
who shot my mommas up that night on magazine
Should I say I take a face nah
if the district attorney get this tape they might build a case
I'm as fuck man inhalin' it beatin' on my chest like Tarzan
it fo' ten
Five lucky to be
I only got one mo' album to do on jive, an' I'm

2x]
I need no iron I'm already creased
I don't need no money Igot

Let's go half on a forty an' a sack of broccoli
I got a car coupty
So what if its primer colored so what it's a
So what if the lifters tick I I'm forty water
So what if I gotta get up under the an' tap the starter
In the mourning eatin'
with the 223 infrared material
Who come nothin' who run the thirteen hundred block
Who used to top have to the streets floodin' wit holes in they socks
Who real, how many know the deal
Who got they church clothed the good will
Click shit makes a muthafuckas
Niggas listen to it it's right
Money make me, I make money
I look like fuckin' over a broad, playboy I'm a macaroni
I that bitch got miles on her she's a ho
I mean that bitch can teach the wind how to
She's a pro though
Zulu jocka
The head knocka'

1x]
I don't need no iron I'm creased
I don't need no I got mouthpiece

Sometimes I'm suited up sometimes I don't
When I'm grindin' I don't brush my teeth or comb my
When I'm timin' I like to buy
When I'm timin' louie the thirteenth
you know how we livin'
You know how we 'em in the parking lot at popeye's chicken
I can a hoe by jowsin
Can you a g look like ten thousand
Where all my ghetto tycoon, beanie caps, and
Where all my niggas wit them beepers on they ankles
Where all the dick teasers
all my beautiful black intelligent divas

1x]
I dont' need no iron I'm creased
I need no money I got mouthpiece