Luyện nghe bài hát No Vaseline

Here's what they about you
Here's what they about you
Here's what think about you

Got damn, I'm glad set it off
Use to be hard hard, now you wet and soft
you was down with the AK
And now I see you on a video with

Lookin' like Bozos
I saw it comin', that's why I went
And kept on
When ya'll mothafuckers moved straight Compton

Livin' with the whites, one big
And not another nigga in
I started off with too much
Dropped four niggas now I'm makin' all the

White man rulin'
The with attitudes, who ya foolin'?
Ya'll niggas phony
I put on my mama and my dead homeys

Yella boy's on your team, so you're
Ay yo, Dre, to producin'
Callin' me Arnold, but you a dick
Eazy E saw your ass and in it quick

You got when I got my own company
But I'm a man, and ain't nobody me
Tryin' to sound like Amerikkka's
You could yell all day but you come close

'Cuz you I'm the one that flown
Ya run 100 miles, but you still got one to go
the L E N C H M O B, and ya'll disgrace the C P T
'Cuz you're gettin' fucked out your green by a boy
With no

Now you're done without Vaseline
Now you're gettin' without Vaseline
Now gettin' done without Vaseline
Damn, it feels to see people on it

The the cap, the bigger the peelin'
Who gives a fuck about a punk-ass
You're gettin' fucked quick
And Eazy's dick, is smellin' like MC shit

Tried to you a year ago
But D told me to let a hoe be a hoe, so
I couldn't you from gettin' ganked
Now let's big-bank-take-little-bank

to dis Ice Cube, it wasn't worth it
'Cuz the broomstick fit your ass so
Cut my hair and I'll cut them
'Cuz I you're, like givin' up the drawers

by your manager, fella
Gettin' money out your ass, like a mothafuckin' teller
up the dollar bills
Now got the villain with a purse and high-heels

So believe what Ren say
'Cuz he's goin' out like Kunte
But I got a whip for ya
to be my homey, now you act like you don't know me

It's a case of divide and
'Cuz you let a Jew up my crew
House gotta run and hide
Compton, but you moved to Riverside

So front, MC Ren
I remember when you drove a B 2-10
Broke as a joke
Let you on the scene to back up the Verse

It ain't my fault, one nigga got
and rippin' your asshole apart
By takin' green, oh yeah
The Villain does get fucked with no

Now you're done without Vaseline

I never have dinner the President
I never have dinner the President
I never have dinner with the
And when I see your ass again, I'll be

Now I think you a
Throw a house nigga in a
Half-pint bitch, fuckin' homeboys
You little maggot Eazy E turned

With manager, fella
MC Ren, Dr Dre and Yella
But if were smart as me
Eazy E would be hangin' a tree

With no
Just a match and a bit of gasoline
Light 'em up, 'em up, flame on
that Jheri curl is gone

On a vacation
Off of Massa
you both got the same bank account
Dumb nigga, what you thinkin'

Get rid of that real simple
Put a in his temple
'Cuz you can't be the Nigga 4 Life
With a white Jew tellin' you to do

Pullin' with your scams
Now I play the Silence of the Lambs
With a who's a punk too
Tryin' to fuck me, but I'd rather you

Eric Wright, punk, always into
Gettin' fucked at
By Mista
Bend over for the cracker, no Vaseline