Luyện nghe bài hát Muthafuckka Up

YMCMB, rawest doing it
for the blind, I don't see these niggas doing it
I'm doing it and it and doing it well
Niggas wanna me boy, who wanna fail?
Hit you like a bully bitch, yeah by the bell
If you scared, go to I'll see you in hell
And your girl, she a flip, me heads or tails
Everybody fake so I got for sale
Gunpowder the air
Rappers shittin' on theyself, you smell the fear
And these bitches laying flowers cause the is near
T-Raw is the new flavour in ya ear
Niggas softer than hair
Why you acting tough, you work at Build-a-bear
I'ma a all my girls come in deuce and pairs
I'm in the building I construct so light this up
the funk you beezy's want
I'm ready to the car I call it ele-phunk
in the front
Man she give me good brain cause she feel
I just going like the bunny till I feel numb
Yeah these want it
I put my on it
That 110 Sup', that Caliornia
Niggas beef, call me Tony Romo
You on the sofa
Lazy why you aint even trying
Rich or die trying, why you niggas aint died
tattoo yeah forever on some fly shit
And I'm with the business skip peon with a ty
Stay on the yeah I'ma trip
Probably up in chillin like Parliaments
Flow got a boner, you could say I'm on harder shit
Bout to make the speaker

(Mic this up)
Minaj]
Okay, really I get
I get money a bitch
She aint gon' win the war but swear that bitch a
You see how the get to dancing
Yeah, ya money short, get pants and shit
I be with a with a big ol' dick
Yeah I them balls you be shooting them bricks
you in the game for?
Bitch we up three sippin' game four
Tell 'em listen, couple bad
Out in kicking up bricks and shit
Intervention I pay ya pension
Oh you say what? I pay attention
Yeah niggas want it
I put my on it
You know the tattoo's got Nicki on it
I put the on 'em, cook 'em a pot roast
Then pull off in the
I do the most

What the funk you want?
It aint your turn, better my money
Friday Big worm
see you niggas, you like a little germ
Bitches know I'm excellent like Mr
See my dick like churn
Baby churn and ya with me fo'shure
That aint your
She forgot her other man, she will never learn
On a mic I die, RIP chick huh
Yessir, colder than the
Winter fresher than a Smith T-Shirt
These spurts coming through Last King and a
Ask later, first, got shooters like dirt
When it hurts leave you losers up
Lee nunchucks
Toe from the up though
Duck, rubber duck now you like oh
the neighbours I don't give a f-ck