Luyện nghe bài hát Pans In The Kitchen

1]
Stop and
I rock it wicked, no competition on shit
You gotta get it, there's nothing hotter it
A whack rapper's what isn't, I'll kick it
To ya if you got a minute you'll bob your like a walking pigeon
Play my position, I'm kinda gifted rhymes is kickin'
I got lots of this, I to it as I rock a fitted
The amount of that's feeling me is a hot percentage
They know I'm tight, but be conceited if I admit it
I'ma the game until I'm up at the top of it
And don't be to call me out if u got a problem with it
Unsilenced shit is gon' get you stuck in some shit
And feelings will be hurt so you're off if you mind your bidness
Don't get it started, with nigga Marcus, that kid retarded
It's gon' evolve to some ruckus, he'll prove your shit is
He'll be the illest artist, realist on rap
All you niggas out there wanna get him on your

Mama keep the pots and in the kitchen uhh (x2)
I be banging on the pans in the
So mama don't be trying to the pans in the kitchen
Mama keep the pots and in the kitchen uhh (x2)
I be banging on the in the kitchen
So mama be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen

I like with the pans in the kitchen mama
You gon' let me play with the pans in the mama
Don't care what you say the pans in the kitchen mama
I'mma that I'm the man in the kitchen mama!

2]
I used to push weight on the
A fat bitch, she was barely to walk
She was good for one thing, was taking a cock
Till she told me she was pregnant, I'm thankful to God
she wasn't, coz all that shit was making me hot
I'm happy she ain't the one to have a baby with Hop
She's so obese, I'd take her out and her stay in the car
Her body odor smelling like some bacon and farts
I'd her how I don't eat pork, she took it straight to the heart
Ready to make an assault, she need to make her way to the barn
Cuz that's where she belong, better me alone
Calling, asking where I'm at like she need to
But what a surprise, she thinking I'm the love of her life? my wife?
Bitch, some fucking advice
You wanna look nice? Trust me I'm
Go to the motherfucking gym and lose the gut and you're

3]
I'm Marcus and yes I am
Thought I was a smart kid? again, stupid
I'm a Special Ed
Give me a couple of bars and let the man prove it, cuz evidence to it
I never knew it, but the rest of my knew it
They thought I'd never remember the past to it
Fuck school, man, I never could through it
I never be that student that headed to who gets an A up on his report card
A nice kid who's so
Seem like when they threw me in Special Ed it got hard
Every year the cycle repeats over
My friends graduate and I'm way older them
Then they to me, nice mugging me
fun of me
What do these ugly motherfuckers be thinking when they fuck me?
They lucky I don't go and become something other than me
Like a fucking psycho, then it gonna be?