Luyện nghe bài hát Smile In Ya Face (Explicit Version)

They in ya face, but they ain't lovin' you
Turn your back, they tryin' to break J A W
Who a on the run, eatin' P.O.W.s
with arrows and the chrome B O W?

no act yo, no
This can keep my dick
Between her cheek and gums, like
On the F.D.R. like 90 a pop
five-0 niggas too grimey to stop

All we came to do was up the spot
Think we care if you, you, you, roll us or not?
I'm the one man army, the one hand on the
If you next to me, one hand on your mommy

arms too short to box with Rob
Swipe face like the Bad Boy corporate card
A lotta I do is off the hard
And I be shh, thats why the Feds don't wanna talk to Rob

Y'all had to go force the God, naw I got nothin' to prove
gotta carry the two, see my daddy told me bury them fools
And remember this rule, don't fuck with niggas that ain't with you

So when you're home nothin' to do
Just get comfortable, they ain't doin' nothin' to you
And they can take it they wanna take it, I ain't just a rapper
Certified Harlem knight, Will-Bust-A-Cap-er

Hey yo, one two
To get to you got to get through me
And it's the Bad Boy tree
Like I we gonna do this shit, nonstop

And my sole purpose is makin' you
Ladies scream "Blackie, gimme one more chance"
Now she hand in my pants
I been tryin' to tell myself, I gotta stop fuckin' my

Michelle, uh, my belle
Sucked my dick so I took her on tour, bitch was so raw
Nice tits, fat boomty, ak, y'know what I'm

Passed it off to Puff and wit no delayin'
The average nigga walk around sad
Get the chronic now he honest he gon' bust ass
Get home, she ain't there, musta mashed

And she caught you for and your jewels and cash
known it, me, I could never condone it
Bum bitch walk my shit like she own it
She got some bitch niggas involved, they be in

That used to shoot in back of the M rob
All due to them papers, got me watchin' my neighbors
If I know you, do me no favors
And thats comin' from the horses mouth, reppin' east west and
front we airin' him out

Old timer don't leave the label 'til you're paid
And hold yours from the cradle to the grave
Sharp as the cut the barber gave you with the
Handgun, but you wit the gauge

So go ahead front for us, we
It's war, consider this collateral
And we even did some in Spanish
We control the entire zone and punks sayin' Bi

That why I'm not home
That explains why I'm low, in videos I'm not