Luyện nghe bài hát Pussy Ass Kid & Hoe Ass Play

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

Intro:

Yo, it's a fucked-up thing! I gotta bring kid n' play on this
Album here, two punk-ass niggas - yo, check this out, what 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, bustdown - yo, bustdown, kick of
That west shit on these fuck niggas!!

Verse 1:

Well, I'm up as a rhyme conveyor
Luke in the house 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, steady sweatin' them white folks
Keep your big mouth, but if you come to my hood,
You'll get your whipped out!
Then play you to the back seat
'cause I'm runnin' more game a track meet athlete
As if you didn't know, huh, dealing
With a west dicksman, hoe
But anyway, I got a rhyme to
Get your draws out your ass, frontin', my nigga
'cause if you don't, well you'll keep dissed on
And if I see you at a show and you're slippin', gettin' pissed on!

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

Verse 2: jt

Now for starters, with kids I play
'cause y'all some fuck-ass, punk-ass, coochie anyway
Jt I the house, niggas, it
Tryin' to my nigga luke to sell your wack record?
Let me about the kid. i remember
Some ol' shit you did
we was up in new york
You was followin' luke, talkin' 'bout, "we talk!"
On that man's dick, got ass wide
Open and you're that bullshit
movies, I boo 'em, 'cause you had hoes,
But you stickin' pipe to 'em
Thought they was fantastic. but the
Whole movie, kid was gettin' his ass kicked
And 'bout that other nigga - he needs to
Get dissed 'cause he's a punk anyway
Be 'round here kissin' hoes, I'm dissin' hoes
And stabbin 'em fishin' poles
You need to try to lay in 'em
Oh, I forgot - punks like women
Now you're to diss somebody
At jack the rapper, you was hangin' luke's parties
Now you're gas, with two motherfuckin'
Punk-haters on yo' ass, jt and
Now see you hoe niggas get tough now
Get the rubbers out ass, dick-suckers!
...and fuck pussy motherfuckers.

Verse 3:

Now let me put my boy kid in his
With them wick-wack rhymes like rob base!
'cause if I to come tag that ass,
I'ma max, wax, tax and drag ass!
I get like a ice pick
I'm on a hype tip, holdin' mic as a vice grip
You couldn't deal the concept
I'm collected and calm, but on the mike I'm a threat
So motherfuckers get
I got a heart like gold and a dick like
You wanna diss, please!
You got a flat top thicker than cheese!
Luke it up to me and jt
To take it from the bottom to the
I your second house party; it figures:
Two house parties for two niggas!

luke

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