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 doing it and it well
Niggas test me boy, who wanna fail?
Hit you like a bitch, yeah saved by the bell
If you scared, go to church I'll see you in
And your girl, she a flip, give me or tails
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 is near
T-Raw is the new flavour in ya ear
Niggas softer than hair
Why you tough, heard 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 this muthaf-cker up
What the funk you beezy's
I'm ready to hump the car I call it
in the front
Man she give me good cause she feel dumb
I just going like the bunny till I feel numb
these bitches want it
I put my on it
That 110 Sup', Ferrari Caliornia
Niggas want beef, call me Tony
You on the sofa
Lazy muthaf-ckas why you even trying
Rich or die trying, why you niggas died yet?
Wings tattoo yeah forever on fly shit
And I'm with the business skip with a ty clip
on the flight yeah I'ma trip
Probably up in Paradise chillin like
Flow got a boner, you could say I'm on harder shit
to make the speaker buss'

(Mic muthaf-cka up)
[Nicki
Okay, I get money
I get like a bitch
She aint win the war but swear that bitch 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 them
F-ck you in the game
Bitch we up sippin' this game four
'em listen, couple bad bitches's
Out in Kingston kicking up bricks and
Intervention I pay ya pension
Oh you say what? I pay attention
these niggas want it
I put my on it
You know the tattoo's got initials on it
I put the pussy on 'em, cook 'em a pot
Then pull off in the
I do the most

What the funk you beezy's
It aint your turn, better have my
like Big worm
Can't see you niggas, you like a little
Bitches I'm excellent like Mr Burns
See my dick like Butter
Baby and ya girl with me fo'shure
aint your concern
She forgot about her other man, she never learn
On a mic I die, RIP chick huh
Yessir, colder than the
fresher than a Will Smith T-Shirt
These spurts coming Last King and a hearse
Ask later, shoot first, got shooters dirt
When it leave you losers bruised up
Bruce Lee
Toe from the floor up
Duck, rubber now you like oh shucks
the neighbours I don't give a f-ck