Luyện nghe bài hát No Rest For The Wicked

Bitch ass
You pie ass nigga
Stand on own two feet bitch
And the fuck you gon' buy somebody dick
Nigga, yo, as it long enough to put in your
Turn shit up louder
What's up wit that
Yo Muggs, make it

So many fools swingin' my sack
talk about the one who had my back
Down in the west coast, so lemme it
To the motherfucker who calls himself
No rest, no peace! No
Doughboy rolling down the 'cause it's so steep
Jackson, lemme out the name
Jack you be stealing other niggaz game

But I'm the nigga you wanna fuck with
On my dick so hard, that ya suck it
Go on the head, gobble up the
Get your lips ready and this motherfucker up
Talk about Ezy, yourself
Cube, better step and check yourself

Let's about this
First solo album on the coast dick
The east coast niggaz all ya love
the one known as the 'King Sun'
He tried to warn us niggaz
But nobody would listen, even but then
Two albums later, you my crew
All because ya be Cypress Cube!

Shoulda known you hang in the alley
Good boy went to school, out in the
Fuck it, make this understood
Speakin' on little boys in da hood
No vaseline, just a and a chair and gasoline!
Lench Mob is a of mine
But you about them niggaz from behind
You know what the Hossack is,
A motherfucking pig, that don't fly
Where ya gonna run to? Where ya hide?
Taadow! Look at who's outside!

Natural born bullshitta! Lemme
With a dose of reality I get witcha
Your homie
Put a pipe on the cover, though you don't smoke Buddha
Let me you down under on a plane
Where everybody was going
Took a at the real one
Afro Comb! The next morning you didn't have on

How many ways will you my shit?
Would ya wet me or start up a set?
Caution, you enter the zone
Never used to bang 'til you heard the
I got Cube melting in a
up his card and fucking up his good day
Unoriginal rap veteran, the who say
He steal from his friends
Don't that nigga named O'Shea
Fuck him, and him on his way