Luyện nghe bài hát Slap! Slap! Slap!

Me and my
Run through the gutter down shutter
As the goes, dun dun dun duna
Ain't nothing better than favorite buttas

It's like freakin' wit your lova tryin' bust his
Have him have him undercover he thought he never
How the hell a like me become so celva
Y'all wack MC's, y'all never

hard as a cock but is light as a feather
Y'all suspect y'all suspect hoe's
Takin' off your clothe y'all reject
Fell the rhythm, I'm 'bout to 'em

Slap! Slap! Slap!
Right across melon, easy
(Nigga,Slap! Slap!)
(Right across melon, easy)

Y'all lil', tryin' act bigga don't y'all get the
Every freakin' year I wit something sicka
Fan's takin flick's get my picture
Freak's speak, "Do you know Jigga?"

Strange wanna be my nigga
Turn your man to a
Cheatin' ass men means, as men
Time to stop and stay the fuck in
Fell the rhythm, I'm to kill 'em

Slap! Slap! Slap!
Right across melon, pronto
(I said, Slap! Slap! Slap!)
(Right your melon, pronto)

You don't get smacked right quick
Wit a cut like this
I don't give a fuck if you like this
Still get paid to bust the shit

Still get to hope on the dick
I'm a prostitute, I gotta a lot of
But if you knock the boots,but at lease cop the
I'm post to do, starve for you

This ain't [unverified] , I crawl for you
That's impossible, I make the
I pay the dues, I the pants
Bought the shoes, Prada too

Fuck wit me you lose, step to me and get
Your are not few, they none
So what I'm roll a phat blunt wit Missy
In the front wit me Tim hit ah, wit the bang to the boggada

Burnin' 'em wit the heat, it don't me, when nigga talk shit
They just wanna learn me when they see me,I
Damage they internally and Slap! Slap! Slap!
'Em right across the

Nigga, Slap! Slap! Slap!
Right across melon, easy

I'm the M S J A D E
Toes and lows, bling I'm B.G.
I don't nigga help, shit, I write my own
Just gimme a and a muthafuckin' microphone

Picture this me Missy and Timbaland
We to take it to the streets, but they chicken ran
Oh shit, it's gettin' hot in here
Oh shit, make niggas stop and

Talk dirty, rock-a-bye a birdy, smack the shit out the
'Cause should have pay me
Get old heads for they that sign right
And I get lil' for they doe on prom night

'Cause I do my thing, knots in a
Slap! Slap! Slap!
All up in your knogen,
I said, Slap! Slap! Slap!
All up in your

Nigga, Slap! Slap! Slap!
Right your melon, easy