Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Potato Head

I You!
Yes I You!
Mr. Potatohead I You!
I You!
I You!
Mr. Potatohead I You!

no batteries in my back
I show you how I move (Move Echo)
50 gangsta
Lloyd ain't gangsta
Yayo gangsta
Young Buck, you know you gangsta

Look at what you made
that a bitch
Created a
Kicked me outta
Put me in
Matter of give me a dick
like Olivia so you can suck my shit
a pen
So I can be the in the click
Wind me up then gimme some lips
So I can talk about ya
Niggas no thugs
While im at it tell Buck gimme some white gloves
So I can cover my in ya blood
I need a get away car you can put it on
sure its got a stash for the 38 snub
And a Banks album thats where I got my buds
Gimme muscles 50
Yayo hands
Gimme a collection plate for fans
Gimme some so I can watch Mason dance
Who movin? You
Nigga ya fans
Gimme a tear
Gimme ears so i can hear police talkin when you disappear

I you
I you
I you
I you
Mr. Head
I you
Yes, I you
Mr. Head I Made you!
I you
I You!
Mr. Potato Head I you! (You Echo)

no batteries in my back
I show you how I move.

Yayo: And I'd like to game 'cause hes mr potato head of the year, 'n' you kn.. a put together gangsta!

Rolling Connecticut
In a mini-van
Stop at his
I see many men
of fact I dont see any men
One plain clothed cop him Lieutenant Dan
Officer why ya man tryna up my fans?
me 5 times platinum wasnt part of his plan
Same shit same
You know how it
I smell a rat even if you off my nose
And i bet quarter in your piggy bank
Lloyd told N.Y.P.D. who got 50
Next time the lights go out
I'm a desert eagle when the knives come out
Watch that man get ta tussling and the run out
Don't gamble with ya life my dice roll out

I you
I you
I you
I you
I you
Mr Potato Head I you!
Yes I you
Mr Potato Head I you!
I you!
I You!
Mr Potato I Made you!

no batteries in my back
I you iggas how I move (Move Echo)
50 aint
Banks aint gangsta
Yayo aint
Young Buck you know you gangsta

(Phat Rat talks)
G-G-G-G-G.... NOT!
You bitch ass
Check out man
I'm not gonna be playing these mother fucking
Mr. Potato head now you wanna be a nigga
shit is R-E-A-L nigga!
Real
wall street
Wait
Like I told you last
THE black wall street you bitch ass nigga
And Oliv... me OLIVER!
You mother fucker
I'm still taking heat my niggas
For looking at your fuckin' ass nigga
You son
You bitch ass
I'ma catch up to your ass
Muscle mouth ass
Thats alright though

G-U-Not

This is black street nigga
me where you at
Thats all we to know nigga
Cus this is real
This is the streets
Brazil & Wilmington
In case you didn't know
Thats right in the of COMPTON
You ass nigga
And
Get mother fucking lil' ass red
Mother fucking shorts off your fucking ass on that video
can you see your balls bitch
' The is wrong with you
My iggas know I to holla at your bitch ass nigga
Ima you up nigga
It's your
50
is Phat Rat nigga
In you forgot nigga
Double!

Mr. I Made You!
I kill who is my
I give a fuck
If you talk
I make you a follower
You me up kid
stupid
I'm much agile then ever
Got more so yo whatever

(Echoes)