Luyện nghe bài hát Steady Fucking

You test, Lyte? Are you stupid?
You gotta be out of your mind
MC is the don
Come down, MC Lyte,

Dirty bitch, you dirty, dirty
Dirty bitch, you dirty, dirty
Dirty bitch, you dirty, dirty
bitch, you dirty, dirty bitch

Roxanne Shante is good for steady fucking
Roxanne Shante is only good for steady
Roxanne Shante is only good for fucking

Roxanne Shante is only good for steady
Roxanne Shante is only for steady fucking
Roxanne Shante is only for steady fucking

You done me
And I got to yo' ass, right now

So what's up, big Mama?
You know where to find me, you could climb me
So why do you
To be placed upon my fuckin' hit

You a low-down dirty
Next time I see you, hit you with my Land Cruiser
You see a pooh-put, Lyte don't give a
I.U. sayin', he laid in that butt

And in case you know
I known to fuck up a hoe during a show
So now, you wanna play Hard Rock
Don't test me, I put up career

I heard you're crack, lady
You just had a kid, I guess that makes him a, baby
ya think?
The fifty-fifth nigga you fucked

Your poom poom
Slow down, movin' too fast
The fifty-sixth said, he a curling iron up that ass
Now you think, you're hot

to Lyte with a limp, tryin' to pop shit
You're still a loser, no joke, I see you
I'ma hit you the Cruiser

Set the bitch on
Your fucking days are

Roxanne Shante is only good for steady
Roxanne is only good for steady fucking
Roxanne Shante is good for steady fucking
Roxanne is only good for steady fucking

From New York to way down South
I heard you do a mic a checka a dick in your mouth
ready for the showdown, the low down
Lyte again, another hoe down

Fuckin' to you, Shanny, is a fad
Flippin' with your Mom to see who sucks Dad
But wait a second, I you're kinda funky
But then again, who's heard of a clean

How funky of a smell could one make?
Yo, fellas, I she need a douche break

Douche, douche it out, douche
Douche, douche it out,
Douche, douche it out, break

Douche, it out, douche, douche, douche
Douche, it out, douche break
Douche, douche it out, I think you need a

Tisk, tisk, a relief it is
Not to be, not to be, not to be you
Not to be, not to be, not to be you
Or one of those pussy-eatin' of your crew

'Cause if your crew was cool, they scooped you
But instead, you let fool you
You went into that bullshit you been talkin'
Walkin' that stank you been walkin'

I don't play that, around the rosie
Pocket full of posie, red rum, you dumb,

We can all be some muthafuckas in here this evening
your ass, nigga, bring it on, come on

Roxanne is only good for steady fucking
Roxanne Shante is only good for steady
Roxanne Shante is only good for steady
Roxanne Shante is only good for steady

Now let's talk the grill, the grill
Now let's about the grill, the grill
Now let's about that grill, the grill

all be dead if looks could kill
Now let's about your teeth
Shits, ain't straight since you was eight
you bit into a bad piece of beef

And for a small fee
You let uncle get one off, while you bounced on his fuckin' knee
Now what's my fuckin'
you so far behind, you can't get back into the fuckin' game

You must puttin' dough in my pocket
Since eighty-six, my career
ya at?

hoe
I got rap shit locked, sewn, hemmed
While you're from a buddah stem
I do this and that, pop, I get residuals
I'm liable to fuck up your schedule

You'll be sittin' on your fat ass ten years
the coast is clear
So next time, they push a in your hand
You better understand, who the fuck I am

At least, now we

It's all about

Roxanne Shante is only for steady fucking
Shante is only good for steady fucking
Roxanne Shante is only for steady fucking
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