Luyện nghe bài hát Steady Fucking

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

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

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

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

You insulted me
And I got to kick yo' ass, now

So what's up, big Bahama
You where to find me, you could never climb me
So why do you
To be upon my fuckin' hit list?

You a low-down dirty
Next time I see you, hit you with my Land Cruiser
You see a pooh-put, Lyte give a fuck
I.U. sayin', he laid pipe in that

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

I heard you're smokin' crack,
You had a kid, I guess that makes him a, crack baby
Whadda ya
The fifty-fifth you fucked said

Your poom stink
down, you're movin' too fast
The said, he stuck a curling iron up that ass
Now you think, you're hot

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

Set the on fire
Your fucking days are

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

From upstate New York to way South
I heard you do a mic a checka with a dick in your
You're for the showdown, the low down
strikes again, another hoe down

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

How funky of a smell could one woman
Yo, fellas, I think she need a break

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

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

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' members of crew

'Cause if your crew was cool, woulda scooped you
But instead, you let fool you
You into talkin' that bullshit you been talkin'
Walkin' stank strut 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 Shante is only good for fucking
Roxanne is only good for steady fucking
Roxanne Shante is only for steady fucking
Roxanne Shante is good for steady fucking

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

We'd all be if looks could kill
Now let's talk about your
Shits, ain't been since you was eight
When you bit into a bad of beef

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

You must like puttin' dough in my
Since eighty-six, my sky-rocket
ya at?

hoe
I got this rap locked, sewn, hemmed
you're hangin' from a buddah stem
I do this and that, baby pop, I get
I'm liable to just up your schedule

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

At least, now we

It's all Lyte

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