Luyện nghe bài hát Slap! Slap! Slap!

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

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

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

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

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

Strange motherfucker's be my nigga
Turn man to a ass-licker
ass men means, cheatin' as men
Time to stop 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 your melon, pronto)

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

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

This ain't , I can't crawl for you
That's impossible, I the rule
I pay the dues, I the pants
Bought the shoes, Prada too

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

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

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

I'm the M S J A D E
Toes and lows, bling I'm B.G.
I know nigga help, shit, I write my own
Just a beat and a muthafuckin' microphone

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

Talk dirty, a birdy, smack the shit out the Clyde
Bonnie 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 knogen, early
I said, Slap! Slap! Slap!
All up in your

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