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

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

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

All we to do was tear up the spot
Think we care if you, you, you, roll behind us or
I'm the one man army, the one on the Tommy
If you standing next to me, one on your mommy

Your too short to box with Rob
Swipe your face the Bad Boy corporate card
A shit 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
Ain't gotta the two, see my daddy told me bury them fools
And remember rule, don't fuck with niggas that ain't fuckin' with you

So when home with nothin' to do
Just get comfortable, cause ain't doin' nothin' to you
And they can take it like wanna take it, I ain't just a rapper
Certified Harlem knight, Mister

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

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

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

Passed it off to and Loon wit no delayin'
The average walk around here sad
Get the chronic now he honest he bust that ass
Get home, she ain't there, bitch mashed

And she caught you for furs and your and cash
Shoulda it, me, I could never condone it
Bum bitch around my shit like she own it
She got some bitch niggas involved, be in cars

That to shoot dice in back of the M rob
All praise due to papers, got me watchin' my neighbors
If I don't you, do me no favors
And thats comin' from the horses mouth, reppin' east west and
Nigga front we him out

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

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

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