Luyện nghe bài hát Slap! Slap! Slap!

Me and my
Run the gutter breakin' down shutter
As the beat goes, dun dun dun
Ain't nothing than these favorite buttas

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

wit me you lose, step to me and get brused
Your chances are not few, none
So I'm bitchy roll a phat blunt wit Missy
In the front wit me Tim hit ah, wit the to the boggada beat

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

Nigga, Slap! Slap! Slap!
Right across your melon,

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

Picture shit me Missy and Timbaland
We bout to take it to the streets, but chicken ran
Oh shit, gettin' kinda hot in here
Oh shit, make stop and stare

Talk dirty, rock-a-bye a birdy, smack the shit out the
'Cause Bonnie 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 knogen, early
I said, Slap! Slap! Slap!
All up in knogen

Nigga, Slap! Slap! Slap!
across your melon, easy