Luyện nghe bài hát Muthafuckka Up

YMCMB, niggas doing it
School for the blind, I see these niggas doing it
I'm doing it and doing it and it well
Niggas wanna me boy, who wanna fail?
Hit you like a bully bitch, saved by the bell
If you scared, go to church I'll see you in
And your girl, she a flip, give me heads or
fake so I got real for sale
Gunpowder the air
shittin' on theyself, you could smell the fear
And these bitches laying flowers cause the king is
this is the new flavour in ya ear
Niggas than baby hair
Why you tough, heard you work at Build-a-bear
I'ma a dealer all my girls in deuce and pairs
I'm in the building I construct so this muthaf-cker up
What the you beezy's want
I'm ready to hump the car I it ele-phunk
in the front
Man she give me brain cause she feel dumb
I just keep going like the bunny till I feel
these bitches want it
I put my on it
That 110 Sup', that Ferrari
Niggas beef, call me Tony Romo
You on the sofa
Lazy muthaf-ckas why you aint even
Rich or die trying, why you niggas aint died
Wings yeah forever on some fly shit
And I'm with the business skip with a ty clip
Stay on the flight yeah trip
up in Paradise chillin like Parliaments
Flow got a boner, you say I'm on some harder shit
Bout to make the buss'

(Mic muthaf-cka up)
[Nicki
Okay, really I get
I get money like a
She aint gon' win the war but swear that a trip
You see how the diamonds get to
Yeah, ya money short, get pants and shit
I be with a with a big ol' dick
Yeah I like balls you be shooting them bricks
you in the game for?
Bitch we up three sippin' this four
Tell 'em listen, couple bad
Out in Kingston kicking up bricks and
Intervention bitch I pay ya
Oh you say I don't pay attention
Yeah niggas want it
I put my on it
You know the tattoo's got initials on it
I put the pussy on 'em, 'em a pot roast
Then off in the Ghost
I do the most

What the funk you want?
It your turn, better have my money
like Big worm
Can't see you niggas, you a little germ
Bitches know I'm like Mr Burns
See my like Butter churn
Baby churn and ya girl with me
aint your concern
She forgot about her other man, she never learn
On a mic I die, RIP chick huh
Yessir, colder the Pittsburgh?
Winter fresher a Will Smith T-Shirt
These spurts coming through King and a hearse
Ask later, shoot first, got shooters like
it hurts leave you losers bruised up
Bruce Lee
Toe the floor up though
Duck, rubber duck now you oh shucks
Tell the neighbours I don't a f-ck