Luyện nghe bài hát Mouthpiece

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

Thug wit me who got that nigga mug wit me
yo' pistol out the window have a few drinks wit me
Nigga get up
Out of state dummy license plate faulty ass
Trunk full of out door back seat full of garbage bags
Lookin' fo' that train lookin' fo' that treasure
to fuck alot mix the business wit the pleasure
What's up you timer when you gone
Put a soul food restaurant in yo' mamas name and own own clothing line
Ain't no
that's what Harold told Melvin back in the days of penny
When Teddy Pendegrass was in the blue
A big lip street was in the makin' a ferocious dangerous dude
A little microscopic seed maranatin' in the 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 seven
Move from the crest side to the
Go ask the v.p.d.
they tell you about me
Betcha they you they been investigatin' my ass since '83
Betcha say dude real,
betcha they say I don't how that nigga did it
but he on a few mill
All I gotta say is
Bet I know one thing betch you they
who shot my mommas house up that on magazine
Should I say I wanna a face nah
cause if the district attorney get this tape they might a case
I'm high as fuck man inhalin' it beatin' on my chest like
it fo' ten
Five to be alive
I only got one mo' album to do on jive, an' I'm

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

Let's go on a forty an' a twamp sack of broccoli
I got a car coupty
So what if its primer colored so it's a hooptie
So what if the lifters tick I knwo I'm water
So what if I get up under the engine an' tap the starter
In the eatin' cereal
Strapped with the 223 material
Who come nothin' who run the thirteen hundred block
Who used to top have to walk the streets floodin' wit holes in they
Who real, how many know the deal
Who got they church clothed from the good
Click shit makes a night
listen to it 'cause it's right
Money make me, I make money
What I look like over a broad, playboy I'm a macaroni
I mean that bitch got miles on her a ho
I mean bitch can teach the wind how to blow
a pro groupie though
Zulu binaca
The hood knocka'

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

Sometimes I'm suited up sometimes I care
When I'm grindin' I don't brush my teeth or comb my
I'm timin' I like to buy drinks
When I'm timin' it's louie the
Ballers you know how we
You how we meet 'em in the parking lot at popeye's chicken
I can mesmerize a hoe by
Can you make a g like ten thousand
all my ghetto tycoon, beanie caps, and kangols
Where all my niggas wit them beepers on they ankles
Where all the hood-hoe teasers
Where all my beautiful intelligent divas

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