Luyện nghe bài hát Mouthpiece

3x]
I don't need no iron I'm already
I don't need no I got mouthpiece

Thug wit me who got that nigga mug wit me
Stick yo' pistol out the window a few drinks wit me
get fired up
Out of state dummy plate faulty ass tags
Trunk full of out door weed back seat full of bags
Lookin' fo' money 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 restaurant in yo' mamas name and own your own clothing line
Ain't no
that's Harold told Melvin back in the days of penny loafs
Teddy Pendegrass was in the blue notes
A big lip street nigga was in the makin' a ferocious dangerous
A little microscopic seed maranatin' in the tube
Ready to the world ready to say my speech
to come out early feet first nigga breeched
Uno uno dos quattro
Drinkin' malt out the baby bottle
five six six seven eight
Move from the side to the hillside
Go ask the v.p.d.
Betcha tell you about me
Betcha they tell you been investigatin' my ass since '83
Betcha say dude real,
betcha say I don't know how that nigga did it
but he sittin' on a few
All I say is nemesis
Bet I know one thing betch you know
who shot my mommas house up that night on
Should I say I wanna take a nah
cause if the district attorney get this they might build a case
I'm high as fuck man inhalin' it beatin' on my like Tarzan
it fo' ten
Five lucky to be
I only got one mo' to do on jive, an' I'm gone

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

go half on a forty an' a twamp sack of broccoli
I got a car deville
So if its primer colored so what it's a hooptie
So what if the lifters tick I I'm forty water
So if I gotta get up under the engine an' tap the starter
In the mourning cereal
Strapped with the 223 material
Who come from nothin' who run the hundred block
Who used to top have to walk the streets floodin' wit holes in they
Who really real, how many the deal
Who got they church clothed from the good
Click makes a muthafuckas night
Niggas listen to it 'cause it's
Money don't make me, I make
What I look like fuckin' a broad, playboy I'm a macaroni
I that bitch got miles on her she's a ho
I mean bitch can teach the wind how to blow
She's a pro though
jocka binaca
The hood knocka'

1x]
I don't need no iron I'm already
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
When I'm I like to buy drinks
When I'm timin' it's the thirteenth
Ballers you how we livin'
You know how we 'em in the parking lot at popeye's chicken
I can mesmerize a hoe by
Can you make a g look ten thousand
Where all my tycoon, beanie caps, and kangols
Where all my niggas wit them beepers on they ankles
Where all the hood-hoe dick
Where all my beautiful black divas

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