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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Like Michelle, uh, my
Sucked my dick so well I her on tour, bitch was so raw
Nice tits, fat boomty, ak, what I'm sayin'?

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

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

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

Old timer said don't leave the label 'til you're
And hold yours down from the cradle to the
Sharp as the cut the barber you with the shave
Handgun, but you harder wit the

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

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