Luyện nghe bài hát Muthafuckka Up

YMCMB, niggas doing it
School for the blind, I don't see niggas doing it
I'm it and doing it and doing it well
Niggas test me boy, who wanna fail?
Hit you like a bully bitch, yeah by the bell
If you scared, go to church see you in hell
And girl, she a flip, give me heads or tails
Everybody fake so I got for sale
Gunpowder the air
Rappers shittin' on theyself, you could smell the
And these bitches flowers cause the king is near
T-Raw is the new flavour in ya ear
Niggas softer than baby
Why you acting tough, heard you at Build-a-bear
I'ma a dealer all my girls come in and pairs
I'm in the I construct so light this muthaf-cker up
What the you beezy's want
I'm ready to hump the car I call it
in the front
Man she give me good brain she feel dumb
I just keep going like the bunny till I feel
Yeah bitches want it
I put my on it
That 110 Sup', that Caliornia
Niggas want beef, call me Romo
You on the sofa
Lazy muthaf-ckas why you even trying
Rich or die trying, why you niggas died yet?
Wings tattoo forever on some fly shit
And I'm with the business skip peon a ty clip
Stay on the flight yeah I'ma
Probably up in Paradise like Parliaments
Flow got a boner, you could say I'm on some harder
Bout to make the buss'

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

What the funk you beezy's
It aint your turn, better have my
Friday Big worm
Can't see you niggas, you like a germ
Bitches know I'm excellent like Mr
See my dick Butter churn
Baby churn and ya with me fo'shure
That aint concern
She forgot about her man, she will never learn
On a mic I die, RIP chick huh
Yessir, than the Pittsburgh?
Winter fresher a Will Smith T-Shirt
These spurts through Last King and a hearse
Ask later, shoot first, got shooters like
When it hurts you losers bruised up
Lee nunchucks
Toe the floor up though
Duck, duck now you like oh shucks
Tell the I don't give a f-ck