Luyện nghe bài hát Strike A Nerve

(Strike a nerve)
Yo bitch, it was some in a seminar
Talkin' 'bout you, had to get up early to wax
(Strike a nerve)
Them other motherfuckers said, you couldn't even wax that dirty
So y'all?
(Strike a nerve)

I get my daily dose of and "Shut the fuck up, ho"
Shit, shaved and a day, then I must go
Ugh, is Everyday All Day, let's all say
Pluckin' enough and 'em up and fuckin' 'em up always

Bet, let's about a back flash, ya jackass
That fast you flash witta match, fast rap
And even though you didn't me before the flow solo
It's no slow way to go, bolos I or sold

Let's pick a bitch to with peekaboo
I see you through your crew, now whatchu do?
After that, caps off to the black
My pants always sag I rap my ass off

You wanna about a badboy 'Sanchoi'
I'm bad as they come, chum, and nasty [Incomprehensible]
To Vin and KayGee, I'm the baby
Droppin' the ladies, cravin' ya maybe, I the right to be lazy

Got stretch to my swing and the stretch of a chicken wing
The flavor is bacon and cravin', is ice cream
I'm too trucked to be and too live, otherwise
Ya drive by's smuffler, word to the mother, my eyed

Runnin' and comin', starin' wit a stellar
I need so lumps, I'll use your head as a braille book
Many friends ships ink, quick,
It'll a dollar worth of gas to outlast your little tired ass

You tried to swing way, you little swifty
Ha, ha, ha, slum bitches miss me
I do the dumpin', humpin', like thunder
And that's comin' from a land under

Yo, I'm of dis shit, man
tryin' to cut, they rocks none
(Strike a nerve)
Yo, tryin' to make us drop
Vin Rock he don't rock enough
Yo, kick shit

Prepare for the worst 'cause I ain't livin'
I wouldn't just give a fuck givin' is free and my fuck's cost
your loss in The Source 'cause I know no way
I been before, maybe 5-6 times a day

Sometimes I put my on my head when I'm done, from
And to myself where did dat def shit come from?
And then I about the Naughty and the Nature in it
And then the Flavor, then the figures, while I'm wit it

So I give up, stop, stall, quit, ya kitten
You can't this, fuck what them throats written
I got tracks, better known as snaps, far
And the warm do, I know, I know how to ya feel it

take a head, I'll make ya spread and now lay back
I tell you once, I tell you twice, Vinnie play that
So don't start, will be none is the lesson, folks
I hate cigarettes but my Smith-N-Wessun

From anywhere, any corner, anytime that's right
Who you bashin'? I go blast in broad
You hard, you look hard, yeah, your figure's soft
I got nuff props from buckshots that caught

Ya say you can't go to the me out close
Huh, in that case, you shoulda named your album
I rely on the try if I was you, yo
'Cause I'm turnin' tries into 'Oh, oh's' and 'Hell

I wouldn't be caught witchu up in tryin' it
And if I was goin', I get my stiff ass up and rip
I can't go out like a wooden sock with
I'll leave tacks tiny and slimy like spots
I write a day, to me a common caper
Say so much shit, huh, I write my on toilet paper

Yeah, Vin Rock, of Naughty By Nature, y'knowI'msayin'?
(Strike a nerve)
That's right, so everybody sleepin' on the up, off of my dick
(Strike a nerve)
We're gonna stomp this around, word up
(Strike a nerve)

Look who's mother's in the studio, thirty and daughters
Mrs. Thing is in the back, catchin' quarters
Come and try to run wit it, never in a
Thirty [Incomprehensible] could act at Caesar's, still I bet I get

I heard your girl's havin' a baby, now will what she
A bag of dope, a or crack or a sess bag
There ain't a part of me 'Sorry' written on it, slick
You couldn't a crooked cradle, you fuckin' prick

The way I rock shit, you just often like it
My so fat, I had to throw it on a water diet
Bullshit, ya not, I the type to be fuckin' with
Wreckin' and if I mic attest it, I'll be neckin' it

Onslaught at an encore, you rat
You're so dumb, you tried to buy a fuckin' cap
Now that tells us in a sec, right your head is at
In between some legs, lookin' ass and lap

My is Treach, remember this and don't you ever 'fess
That's a shame, I get two just to say, "Next"
Fuck, who you, you and them could help each other
I treat you both like any motherfuckin' runner
This is the Flavor, tasty sugar-free
So have a Coke, have a and have a booger, G

Why? 'Cause you don't mean to me
I'ma you [Incomprehensible] where good shit's meant to be
I rock a rhyme that'll be a straight up def
Droppin' more shit than white and neck slacks

A to me is just a chance to rock, G
I rock and rock, goddamn, call me
It's just what the fuck I'm 'bout
I say one thing and your crew's walkin' out

So do the here, this is one lyric less
If I were you, I'd take and throw 'em on his neck
Something flow should come straight from the horse's mouth
Mr. Ed's dead, so his ass is the way out

Shit, man for hire, this is the law
I run more than a San Francisco trolley car
Prepare for the winter, oh,
I could write your fuckin' album and you'll soon be the one there

I to heat up and rip shit in one, see
You couldn't get it hard, if the eyes were on Broad
So don't you never tell me, I'm not good enough
I got more stuff than a teddy bear, ass to gut
This is a solid, you could never
If bullshit was worth a dime, you'd have a job in a ass