Luyện nghe bài hát Pussy Ass Kid & Hoe Ass Play

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

Intro:

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

1: bustdown

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

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

2: jt money

Now for starters, kids I don't play
'cause y'all some fuck-ass, punk-ass, coochie anyway
Jt I the house, niggas, it
Tryin' to diss my luke to sell your wack record?
Let me talk the kid. i remember
Some ol' coochie-nigga you did
we was up in new york
You was followin' luke, talkin' 'bout, "we talk!"
On that dick, got your ass wide
Open and you're that bullshit
Both movies, I boo 'em, you had hoes,
But you wasn't pipe to 'em
they was fantastic. but through the
Whole movie, kid was gettin' his ass kicked
And 'bout that other nigga play - he to
Get dissed 'cause he's a punk nigga
Be 'round here kissin' hoes, while I'm hoes
And stabbin 'em fishin' poles
You to try to lay pipe in 'em
Oh, I forgot - punks don't women
Now tryin' to diss somebody
At jack the rapper, you was hangin' luke's parties
Now outta gas, with two motherfuckin'
on yo' ass, jt and bustdown
Now let's see you hoe get tough 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 come tag ass,
I'ma max, wax, tax and that ass!
I get like a ice pick
I'm on a hype tip, holdin' mic tight as a vice
You deal with the concept
I'm collected and calm, but on the mike I'm a bomb
So motherfuckers get
I got a like gold and a dick like steel
You diss, punk? please!
You got a flat top than commodity cheese!
left it up to me and jt
To take it the bottom to the t-o-p
I seen your second house it figures:
Two house parties for two niggas!

luke

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