Luyện nghe bài hát No Vaseline

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

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

Lookin' straight Bozos
I saw it comin', why I went solo
And on stompin'
When ya'll mothafuckers straight outta Compton

with the whites, one big house
And not another in sight
I started off with too much
four niggas now I'm makin' all the dough

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

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

You got jealous I got my own company
But I'm a man, and ain't humping me
to sound like Amerikkka's Most
You could yell all day but you come close

'Cuz you know I'm the one flown
Ya done run 100 miles, but you 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 green by a white boy
no Vaseline

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

The bigger the cap, the the peelin'
Who gives a fuck about a villain?
You're gettin' fucked real
And dick, is smellin' like MC Ren's shit

Tried to tell you a ago
But Willie D me to let a hoe be a hoe, so
I stop you from gettin' ganked
Now let's play

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

Gang-banged by manager, fella
Gettin' money out ass, like a mothafuckin' ready teller
Givin' up the dollar
Now they got the villain a purse and high-heels

So believe what Ren say
'Cuz he's out like Kunte Kinte
But I got a for ya Toby
Used to be my homey, now you act like you know me

It's a case of divide and
'Cuz you let a Jew break up my
House nigga gotta run and
Yellin' Compton, but you moved to

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

It my fault, one nigga got smart
and they rippin' asshole apart
By takin' green, oh yeah
The Villain does get fucked with no

Now you're done without Vaseline

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

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

With your manager,
MC Ren, Dr Dre and Yella
But if they were as me
Eazy E be hangin' from a tree

no Vaseline
Just a and a little bit of gasoline
Light 'em up, 'em up, flame on
Till that Jheri is gone

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

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

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

Eric Wright, punk, always somethin'
Gettin' at night
By Shitpacker
over for the goddamn cracker, no Vaseline