Luyện nghe bài hát Steady Fucking

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And in you didn't know
I been 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 smokin' crack,
You just had a kid, I guess that makes him a, crack
ya think?
The nigga you fucked said

Your poom stink
down, you're movin' too fast
The fifty-sixth said, he stuck a curling 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 on fire
Your fucking are over

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I play that, ring around the rosie
Pocket of posie, red rum, you dumb, dumb

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

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

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

We'd all be dead if looks could
Now let's talk about teeth
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 bounced on his fuckin'
Now what's my name?
Left you so far behind, you can't get back into the game

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

hoe
I got this rap shit locked, sewn,
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 a rhyme in your hand
You better fully understand, who the I am

At least, now we

It's all about

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