Luyện nghe bài hát Rated 'r'

I'm rated 'R', is a warning
Boy you can't fuck me
I'm rated 'R', is a warning
Boy you can't with me

I'm 'R', this is a warning
Boy you can't with me
I'm 'R', this is a warning
Boy you can't fuck me

Nah nah nah, fuck

hold me back, the Funkadelic Devil just snapped
With a rap, that's shittin' on the story of Jack
So put your money where your mouth is, watch Redman shit
And if it's beef I'll you in your mouth kid

I got a but my heart is made out of nails
Word to Jamel, my pumps nails in my blood rails
I'm not a or Bavarian type of nigga
I'm just quick to smoke your family then fuck your

That's what type of shit I'm on, word is
Been thinkin' about playin' nice guy role [Incomprehensible]
'Cause every since I was an infant, I was
Paid no attention to my when she ripped it

I was a mother-eff, but had to step
she hit me with a left, then another left
That's why my brain is out of
Because it just a to manslaughter your little daughter

And do a driveby, that, I walk by and I spray shit
Then carve my in your pavement
I was rated 'X' but I
I beat up the devil a shovel so he dropped me a level

Ain't that ill? That I could just and watch a bloodspill
From a rapper, but now the rapper's no frill
Just because I made a I'm a star, that's bullshit
What's the flavor Tim? Fuck what you heard, rated 'R'

I'm 'R', this is a warning
Boy you can't fuck me
I'm 'R', this is a warning
Boy you can't with me

I'm rated 'R', is a warning
Boy you can't with me
I'm rated 'R', this is a
Boy you fuck with me

to part two of the segment, the Red bend
Mics of all types, beer out for my dead friends
And if I didn't know ya, to witcha punk
And tell the I'll be in town for lunch

Got Naughty in my Nature plus I'm with O.P.P.
The best about it, I got AIDS, bitch
Psych, I'm kiddin', only do it to ugly women
'Cause the pretty one's puss smell like went fishin'

I grab my dick with a tight grip, 'cause I might
Yo Red, that hype shit on who you had a fight with
I had a fight with Chuck, the punk
Tried to stab me in the gut, so I dazed him with a

the neck on Michael Myers then I freaked it
'Cause it was August and he was talkin' this or Treat' shit
Jason my man slangs rocks up the block
and Amsterdam by the smoke shop

Norman Bates work the night late
Since he dresses like his momma, I him and his hoecake
Bust a maneuver Kruger, dreamed about
Me havin' him scooped, he woke up his zooks up

caused me to cut the hands off the man with the chainsaw
Plus I got his brain in a jar
So let's get down with the funk break, they tailgate
My rap style, so to cut 'em off I

And rough 'em up, 'em up, like bust 'em up
With the one-two punch, like a customer
And if you hear a man that like me smack him
Then ask him where the fuck did he get his damn from
I know, from me, the original P-Funk, see ya LP chump

I'm rated 'R', is a warning
Boy you can't with me
I'm 'R', this is a warning
Boy you fuck with me

I'm rated 'R', is a warning
Boy you fuck with me
I'm rated 'R', is a warning
Boy you can't with me