Luyện nghe bài hát Soopaman Luva 3

I was, flyin through the sky
With my blunt full of lye, on fire
Code name the Soopa-Man cock my Luger
your state trooper, I'm on the run G
I've got hoes spreaded, from Japanese to diabetics
Toes stay painted because of my fetish
You right, they had to ban me from eatin pussy all night
W-W-F'n
Slammin em in the rope Shawn Mike
I can't be touched bitch, I disco in
I'm broke as hell
I had to buy all my fifty-fo'-eleven Reeboks at wholesale
Almost got caught boostin out of
Bitches on my coattails like they coat
Can't even go in a jam a bitch grabbin my hand
And my ass sayin "Youse the man!"
That's who the I be
I got a, degree, on bomb-zee and wreckin MC's
Makin shit like Lil' Cease
I come from a land of fonto leaf, bark trees
That stick in your hand, and lakes rollin
Criminals be up to no
So I tuck a
Bulletproof suit in the fuckin cleaners, but anyways
I into my neighbor Johnny Blaze
me there's a bitch up the block who got more cock than AK's
The bitch just moved in, in 210
next door to the Fantastic Four, and the Penguin
Good lookin Johnny, five-oh's behind me
Let me act I know and get ghost
in my Nina-Ross, get my cape and shades
Now I'm off with the Soopaman antidote

("While the and the stars and the moons collapse")
I am so cool
("When I raise my trigger all y'all niggas hit the deck")
I am so cool
("Cause no need for that, hustlers and hardcore")
Cause I am so
("Raw to the floor, raw like Dogs")
Cause I am so

knock, "Who is it?"
"It's the Soopa, here to pay ass a visit heard you wasn't givin up
pussy, so I got the right dick to get with
Where yo' man at bitch?" "He's out of flippin biscuits"
"Well up the do' then, before I start unloadin
On your pussy from and leave it swollen"
"Aiyyo how I know it's you?" "Aiyyo my credentials"
"I eat yo' gun lead and shit out two pencils
I ate a ton of dog shit ain't got sick
Bitch I even how many keys your man flip
I'm low and dirty, but not ashamed
I know all pussy ass cops by their first name
Smoked a of Purple Rain and kept control
Bitch I was the third nigga on the grassy
And you askin me, how you know the Soopa
Open the door, I just blast on trooper"
She up the door, and I walked in
She the hammer, and nailed it till I'm locked in
I said, "Yo bitch? You must be trippin
You must see how this thirty-eight be spittin"
"Nah nah boo, my ex-boyfriend, he be buggin
He can't take it no more I don't wanna fuck him
I was gonna get this nigga to snuff him"
"Well if he come back through, I'm not talkin I'm
Zip my zipper down and start suckin
Get your anus wet for dick fuckin"
"Oooh, I like the way you talk, Put It In My Mouth"
"Yeah, and I'mma that shit in when I'm comin"
for thirty-six minutes and twelve seconds
"Can you hit it from the back?" oh bitch no question
that ass around, she had tattoos of names on her back
She said, "I track"
I readin her back I couldn't believe
I read one it said EPMD
I turned her ass around I no it couldn't be
It was the
Her walls grabbed my dick so I'm stuck
So I burnt that ass that blunt hash that I lit up
"Owwwww!!" She jumped up, up, started yellin
I smacked her, cracked her, put her in a full
"Okay, okay, okay, okay, I up
Besides Soopaman Luva, I think I my nigga"
car pulls up, he steps up *skreech* and stick his keys in
The door opened, I him up for no reason
him a two piece with a biscuit, laid him out
Oh shit, it was that nigga Smith!