Luyện nghe bài hát Muthafuckka Up

YMCMB, niggas doing it
School for the blind, I don't see these niggas it
I'm doing it and it and doing it well
Niggas wanna me boy, who wanna fail?
Hit you like a bitch, yeah saved by the bell
If you scared, go to church see you in hell
And your girl, she a flip, give me heads or
Everybody fake so I got real for
fill the air
Rappers shittin' on theyself, you could smell the
And these bitches laying cause the king is near
T-Raw this is the new in ya ear
Niggas softer than baby
Why you acting tough, you work at Build-a-bear
I'ma a dealer all my girls come in deuce and
I'm in the building I construct so light muthaf-cker up
What the you beezy's want
I'm to hump the car I call it ele-phunk
Trunk in the
Man she give me good brain she feel dumb
I just keep going like the bunny I feel numb
Yeah these want it
I put my on it
110 Sup', that Ferrari Caliornia
Niggas want beef, call me Romo
You potatoes on the
Lazy muthaf-ckas why you aint trying
Rich or die trying, why you aint 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
up in Paradise chillin like Parliaments
Flow got a boner, you could say I'm on some harder
Bout to the speaker buss'

(Mic muthaf-cka up)
[Nicki
Okay, I get money
I get money a bitch
She aint gon' win the war but swear that a trip
You see how the get to dancing
Yeah, ya money short, get some pants and
I be with a nigga with a big ol'
Yeah I like them balls you be shooting bricks
F-ck you in the game
Bitch we up three sippin' this game
Tell 'em listen, couple bad
Out in kicking up bricks and shit
Intervention bitch I pay ya
Oh you say I don't pay attention
Yeah these want it
I put my on it
You know the tattoo's got Nicki on it
I put the pussy on 'em, cook 'em a pot
Then 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 little
know I'm excellent like Mr Burns
See my dick like 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, colder than the
Winter fresher a Will Smith T-Shirt
These spurts coming Last King and a hearse
Ask later, shoot first, got shooters dirt
it hurts leave you losers bruised up
Bruce Lee
Toe from the floor up
Duck, rubber now you like oh shucks
Tell the neighbours I don't give a