Luyện nghe bài hát Spittin'

Woke up in the A.M., toasted out of my
take a shit, took a dump in the Mediterranean
Flushed the toilet, hit the
a fit up out the clos'
Miles of a '96 handle, hangin' half-way out my drawers

You better feel me I got patrons to serve
Nigga got to starts pay will deserve
my trunk against my medley
An' ya might do dirt, fuck you on my way to see Chiminey
since Chiminey is a good friend of me

She likes to go ah,
She likes it when I, pound
a whoppin' bitch
Call me uh-Bah uh-Barney Rubble stick the beast down, so
Had the poppin' bubbles

Scratchin' the off up of the walls
Pickin' off in them drawers, without a pause
She could feel a gnat sting, in Niagara Falls
Now no matter extra meal, managin' the
All up in the motherfuckin' can face

make you broke, Forty Water ain't no joke
Make way, say hey, my display
Buck the shit till your busts
(Buck the till ya tape busts)
And you's a if you ain't got no clit
(And you's a if you ain't got no clit)

40 took a forty to the fuckin'
And now they got me spittin' on the
40 a forty to the fuckin' dome
And now they got me on the microphone, beeitch
than a motherfucker spittin' that shit

High rank, nigga
Scratch taller than Manute Bol
Cash everything around me
40 why they, why get the money
Oh tell me baby, gon' be no catchin', bet ya catch before 40
Ah big Danz a step man, can't win
(Uh)

1-Luv to my niggaz in the yo
Gettin' swoll, bulkin' up, drinkin'
Y'all stay the same, got some whoop I think I need a drink
The waiter got me fuckin me right in here
Bitches sooner than I the LAPD's on crack man
They my nigga Tone Tucker in the back man

motherfuckers
What niggaz need to do is a-lo a-lo key now
the fuh-ah fuckin' spot, ain't nothin' wrong?
(Squash it)
Hang with edged highly easy
(Staple?)

To be converted to
Twice as righteous, make po-po's like us
(Righteous)
Drink with me, base and I'm gone for home
I drunk a 40 to the dome

40 took a forty to the fuckin'
And now they got me on the microphone
40 a forty to the fuckin' dome
And now they got me on the microphone, beeitch
Drunker than a motherfucker spittin' that

I ain't no guide so call me hostess
(I no guide)
(Hostess)
don't you know I'm all open to explosives
(I'ma explode)
Let tha bed bugs bite, sleep

Be ready for the phantoms at night
When I em for risk
(When I it for risk)
Smokin' for the hatest terminator instigator
(Terminator trader)
Nigga just from Traders

lookin' for all some of that fit, ya gotta admit
Nigglet your life is set why you ungreatful
You better get where they love you at
Your life is set why you ungrateful
been strugglin' strivin' so hard to make my shit obese
(Uh)

Pacin' back and
(Uh)
Bear to grit my teeth, click, California beat
I feed your ass, with my ambitiousness the fuckin' bumble
ambitious as the motherfuckin' bumble
Soundin' off car

My ain't nothin' humble
Gotta say wassup to some niggaz on my
(Gotta say wassup)
like Rec-Street and Nicky motherfuckin' Green
(Motherfuckin' Green)

40 a forty to the fuckin' dome
And now they got me on the microphone
40 took a forty to the dome
And now they got me spittin' on the microphone,
Drunker than a motherfucker spittin' shit