Luyện nghe bài hát Muchachacha

Can I hit
It's Willie and Beatnuts, Beatnuts and Willie Stubz
What up, pimp niggas on the cut, what up
Uh, uh, blaze it, yo check it out yo

I hit the world unexpected like a shower
Twist L's, Hennessey sour, pass on the
Make an entrance like a vigilante wit' a
for independence, like my descendants

Write a whole
in one sentence
I blast in an
America's makin' a toast

Fine women playin' us
Underground to the level
and jewels we embezzle
Never play the fool for the

The is there
To hug you a grizzly bear
Fuckin' wit' the wild life,
Willie Stubz the under boss and I wit force

po-po take a loss I have no remorse
You know the deal, only shit that could feel
Beatnuts be movin' the crowd like blue
Cho-cha-cha, that's the course meal

Cha cha cha, back
Cha cha cha cha, forward

Yo, I pop up like
When you on point like hard nipples
I flow, y'all clowns merely
Like hot down a fat bitch ass cheek

I'm so nice that I'm not, me nasty
I bite my toenails and 'em at wack niggas
I used to crack, now I'm gettin' rap figgas
Too to be Unsigned, so I unwind
on vines, baby and nines

Till the spotlight is mine, up in the Lex truck
four chrome rims, ha for the best buck
Three TV's and CD's
everything from Beatnuts to the Bee Gee's

Ain't nuttin' like Missy wit' her hee, hee's
get popped but not wit' no Bibi's
Swing Calhoun and like Sassoon
Vidal, fuck a trial give me hundreds for

Cha cha cha, back
Cha cha cha cha,

You don't the half so
Sit down fatso, watch me boats like gas blows
assholes, I'm on a roll
So me, bitches wanna mother me

Take they off and smother me
me, for an appointment
'Cuz they jerkin' me off the ointment
Psycho, the new pimp, the new pimp

Dead all the bullshit, get this new hit
As I hit the bong so, stay Puff like Sean
Bang heads like bongos, you get the The Gong Show
Catch you comin' out the spot cripple you wit' a knee drop

Now you struttin' real like a peacock
Personal when faces run into these
Y'all niggas need treats, fuck them keyboard beats
Hip hop hippy, jump in my
Light up the clippy and let the hit me, c'mon

Cha cha cha, back
Cha cha cha cha, back

Yo, I to spit outta anger, now I just spit out a banger
Flip and pull your lungs out wit' a
I'm not a trouble-making nigga but I my beef
You on some Eric B. shit like, "What to peace?"

Got no problem wit' smashin' teeth, your wife
Robbin' you nigga, kidnappin' niece
Bless cheek wit' a permanent crease
I'm a problem you don't need, y'all go run for police

Y'all sell all the drugs in the world
wit' all the thugs in the world
Won't be the first hole I dug in the world
Taste dick you kissin' your girl?
Well, you should 'cuz she more nut than a squirrel nigga

Cha cha cha, forward
Cha cha cha cha, back

Cha cha cha, back
Cha cha cha cha, froward