Luyện nghe bài hát So Many Rappers In Love

And my is Larry

There's so many in love
On the
There's so fake ass thugs
On the

Listen up
This is Mack one o, to all these
On the simpin' to these hoes
What to the thugs, drugs and G hits
Talkin' all the soft shit just to a Biz-Nitch

And some of all is
And know the gangsta
It's this, fuck a bitch
And the G code

We to sell raw kill and give toe tag
Now ever since 9-1-1 rappers white flags
But me I it gutter, just like before
I'mma warrior so I prepared for war

nuttin' wrong wit spoilin' a bitch
if you got it
Her you, you fuckin' her
freaky and erotic

But if it ruff, it ain't me
And I refuse to R-A-P, in R and B
You from Hardcore to pop
to be on top
I give Cool J his props and thats where it
Connect Gang

so many rappers in love
On the
There's so many ass thugs
On the

There's so many rappers in
On the
There's so fake ass thugs
On the

The pussy cream
niggas ain't simpin', oh no
I'm sick of niggas, trick
my radio in a ditch, nigga
'Cause all I hear is niggas

Fake ass R&B in hot as sweaters
Wit shit messages and tite ass vests
Fuck hip hop, y'all needa call it hop
Sock bitch in the back of her head and take the cock

Hoe up, I'm bout to load the fuck up
And if I another nigga in love I'm throwin' up
it up, pick the gun up
I'm fed up, cause radio wit wimp men
I'mma fuck you snuff up

Soft get the gay channel
I slap an R and B thug off his mothafuckin' piano
DJ's to let the ghetto back in the club
too many fake ass thugs, too many rappers in love
Mothafuckas pussys

so many rappers in love
On the
There's so many ass thugs
On the

so many rappers in love
On the
so many fake ass thugs
On the

You used to be
What the fuck you lookin' hard for
Standin' on the golf
Wit yo golf club
Get off drugs, xtasy is turnin' into soft thugs

Wit all these promises, showin'
Bitches yo mama live
I what time it is
I'm the game lord, to punish you
For lyin' to every bitch that your to

Tryna every hoe how fly you are
You's a fool if you buy the bar
I'm buyin' two drinks, fuck you
of 'em mine, what chu think

I gets full of liquor, and a stripper
You drunk nigga, pull up wit her
Drivin' yo shit, like her shit
Under the surface, you her bitch
Make a nigga sick to his

There's so rappers in love
On the
There's so many ass thugs
On the

so many rappers in love
On the
There's so many ass thugs
On the

Hey baby, I used to be a gangster
But right now, I flowers
I watchin' birds in the park
I love takin' long in the park

I love you
I love yo kids
I love, I just love
I you