Luyện nghe bài hát No Vaseline

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

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'?
niggas just phony
I put on my mama and my dead homeys

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

You got jealous when I got my own
But I'm a man, and nobody humping me
Tryin' to sound like 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 your green by a boy
With no

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

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

to tell you a year ago
But Willie D me to let a hoe be a hoe, so
I stop you from gettin' ganked
Now play big-bank-take-little-bank

Tried to dis Ice Cube, it worth it
'Cuz the fit your ass so perfect
Cut my hair and I'll cut them
'Cuz I you're, like givin' up the drawers

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

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

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

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

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

Now you're gettin' without Vaseline

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

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

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

With no
Just a and a little bit of gasoline
'em up, burn 'em up, flame on
Till that Jheri curl is

On a vacation
Off of plantation
Heard you 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 4 Life crew
With a white Jew you what to do

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

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