Luyện nghe bài hát Steady Fucking

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Set the on fire
Your fucking days are

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

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

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

How of a smell could one woman make?
Yo, fellas, I think she a douche break

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

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

Tisk, tisk, what a 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 pussy-eatin' members of your crew

'Cause if your was cool, they 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 that, ring around the rosie
full of posie, red rum, you dumb, dumb

We can all be some fightin' muthafuckas in this evening
Bring your ass, nigga, it on, come on

Roxanne is only good for steady fucking
Roxanne Shante is 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 dead if looks could
Now let's talk about teeth
Shits, ain't straight since you was eight
you bit into a bad piece of beef

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

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

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

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

At least, now we

It's all about

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