Luyện nghe bài hát Pussy Ass Kid & Hoe Ass Play

* to luke, as it appeared on his album of the aforementioned title

luke

Yo, it's a fucked-up thing! I gotta bring kid n' play on this
Album here, two pussy punk-ass - yo, check this out, what i'ma do
Is i'ma go get last rookie of the year, jt money of poison clan,
This year's of the year, bustdown - yo, bustdown, kick some of
That bank shit on these fuck niggas!!

Verse 1:

Well, I'm up as a rhyme conveyor
Luke records in the for the payback, player
Kid n' play can a dick! get me a mic and a 40
And let a real wreck shit
To me you're on a tightrope. instead of tryin'
To be real, you're sweatin' them white folks
Keep runnin' your big mouth, but if you to my hood,
You'll get asshole whipped out!
Then i'ma play you to the back
'cause I'm runnin' more game than a meet athlete
As if you didn't know, huh, dealing
With a bank dicksman, hoe
But anyway, I got a to deliver
Get your out your ass, quit frontin', my nigga
if you don't, well you'll keep gettin dissed on
And if I see you at a show and you're slippin', you're gettin' on!

(4x):
[what kid n' play? ]
[wick-wick-wack!]

Verse 2: jt

Now for starters, with kids I play
'cause some fuck-ass, punk-ass, coochie niggas anyway
Jt I the house, niggas, it
Tryin' to diss my nigga luke to sell your record?
Let me talk about the kid. i
ol' coochie-nigga shit you did
When we was up in new
You was followin' luke, 'bout, "we gotta talk!"
On man's dick, got your ass wide
and you're talkin' that bullshit
Both movies, I boo 'em, you had hoes,
But you wasn't pipe to 'em
Thought they was fantastic. but the
Whole fuckin' movie, kid was gettin' his ass
And 'bout that other play - he needs to
Get 'cause he's a punk nigga anyway
Be 'round here kissin' hoes, I'm dissin' hoes
And 'em with fishin' poles
You need to try to lay in 'em
Oh, I - punks don't like women
Now you're tryin' to diss
At jack the rapper, you was hangin' luke's parties
Now you're outta gas, two motherfuckin'
on yo' ass, jt and bustdown
Now let's see you hoe niggas get now
Get the out your ass, dick-suckers!
...and fuck them motherfuckers.

Verse 3:

Now let me put my boy kid in his
With them wick-wack rhymes soundin' rob base!
'cause if I have to tag that ass,
max, wax, tax and drag that ass!
I get like a ice pick
I'm on a tip, holdin' mic tight as a vice grip
You deal with the concept
I'm collected and calm, but on the mike I'm a threat
So get real
I got a heart like and a dick like steel
You wanna diss, please!
You got a flat top than commodity cheese!
left it up to me and jt
To take it from the to the t-o-p
I seen your house party; it figures:
Two parties for two house-ass niggas!

luke

Two house motherfuckin' niggas. do y'all niggas know what a
Nigga is? a house nigga is a who work in the house. who cleans
The ass, who cleans behind the master, who wash the master's
Ass. y'all house niggas. i'ma feel niggas, we feel here in miami.
That's why y'all niggas can't understand us, fuck-niggas talkin' too
Much shit, y'all better watch what you sayin' 'cause y'all fuck-
Niggas, y'all don't know, y'all get up here. yo, check this out -
is closed to y'all niggas. y'all barred. y'all can't come here no
More, fuck-niggas. y'all can't sell no more records here. and if all
Niggas in the is real like us, y'all don't buy them fuck-niggas' shit
No more. 'cause they ain't shit. pussy niggas.