Luyện nghe bài hát Snappin' & Trappin'

Our don't mix like llao and lukewarm water
Better make it hotter splash ice and watch it up
I duct tape your infant daughter
Show y'all soldier ass
I'm murder Sargeant Slaughter
Guaranteed to get more cut than a
I betcha drill your heifer like Black & Decker
This pussy wrecker and white water get it wetter
I'm guaranteed to leave her swiss cheese for more
I give a fuck, suede bucks and Coogi
What's up? Whatever fur to lamb leather
I've seen it all in the trap with fitted for cold weather
And creased denim threats delivered when I 'em
know I, FedEx my shit, overnight express my shit
Deliver my hits quick, who on my shit list
Banana need to split
Quit with this thorough Atlanta click
This is Slum Lordz we make your terrific shit tragic
My pen and pixel make more graphic
I take raw coke, it crack, saran wrap it
One muthafuckin' and it's already a classic(x2)
Mike nigga!

Don't you be at me crazy like ya want to
The game is over k.b. won't you
quit the contemplating cause
I'll box you in muthafuckin mouth
Don't you be looking at me crazy ya want to
The game is over k.b. won't you
Just the contemplating cause
I'll box you in muthafuckin mouth

My Cadillac got boom, boom in it, listen to it drop
Like cereal in your breakfast bowl just off the top
A don't stop for squares or octagons prepare
I'm not the one you scared, the Piccolo Pimp set up shop
you pop lock, for pop rocks, but I'm only poppin tweeters
And and pussies be blowing purple wit' my feet up
eat up anybody who tests this, I'm blessed wit'
Super human powers, your chest in, the next of kin
Gone be the first one like some to buck
Nigga you stuck like a in red dirt, you's in church
And I'm the speakin' while ya tweakin'
The preacher preachin', reachin', teachin', speakin', being,
You're not, your stop, and now you're laying in a pretty box
And now pastor is only talking 'bout the parts of your life
Your brother fuckin' damn wife
You look for the pearly white gates, but you realize your
It's too late, 'cause you hate, you
It's too late, you hate
pussy ass bitch, game over, who want some?!

Don't you be looking at me crazy ya want to
The game is over k.b. baby you
quit the contemplating cause
I'll box you in your mouth
Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya to
The is over k.b. baby won't you
quit the contemplating cause
I'll box you in muthafuckin mouth

Roll my blunts thick, like I my bitch
Lick my and spit, like she do my dick
Attempted dick, for ways I choke chicks
Spit it in her eye it hard to focus

Killer gonna calm down, things gonna get a little crazy
Ol' girl might yell rape G, you might as well give her a baby
Goop goobler, gravy, no dicking her down to the ground
Now you doing the Dirty South, what I'm talkin' about

Big Boi, my mentor, what you hollering about
But that, I'm looking for love all in her mouth
Need her to gobble up jism, school lunches
Need her to take cat beatings and punches

a swarm of locusts, no hocus-pocus
You wanna approach us, buzzards and
We two of the dopest mic
big bank, honey folders
Even wit' rollers, I'm to told ya
Even loving, lavish, ladies, leaving,
Of Lemon-lime, lip gloss on your lapels
lizards, keep me slizzard, my mind's expanding
Readily rappin' and snappin', snappin' and
just what's happening

Don't you be looking at me crazy like ya to
The game is k.b. baby won't you
Just the contemplating cause
I'll box you in your mouth
Don't you be at me crazy like ya want to
The game is over k.b. baby you
Just quit the contemplating
I'll box you in your muthafuckin

A you want come dis
When you you nuh fit
You better move you
Before me start
Nuff a them a talk
Nuff a them a
Nuff a come in like a bitch
Whey wear
A me name an' me already Chris
A me spar wid
So boy nuh try dis
If you dis boy shot knaw go
Gun shot a go teck you like fits
Boy me song an' thought a remix
Brand new platinum hits
We nah gon' run and switch like no
OutKast, J-Sweet, Killer