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 test me boy, who fail?
Hit you like a bully bitch, 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 so I got real for sale
Gunpowder the air
Rappers on theyself, you could smell the fear
And these bitches laying cause the king is near
this 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 come in deuce and pairs
I'm in the I construct so light this muthaf-cker up
the funk you beezy's want
I'm ready to hump the car I call it
Trunk in the
Man she give me good brain cause she dumb
I keep going like the bunny till I feel numb
these bitches want it
I put my on it
That 110 Sup', that Ferrari
Niggas beef, call me Tony Romo
You potatoes on the
Lazy muthaf-ckas why you aint even
Rich or die trying, why you aint died yet?
Wings tattoo yeah forever on some fly
And I'm with the business peon with a ty clip
Stay on the flight I'ma trip
Probably up in Paradise like Parliaments
Flow got a boner, you could say I'm on harder shit
Bout to the speaker buss'

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

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