Luyện nghe bài hát That Smut

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That smut, it is it is
smut, it is what it is
That smut, it is it is
That smut, it is it is

Yo yo, I'm like Knicks tickets
And if your girl's a little looser you bet E's did it
I'll lace crew better than Paragon can
Have you worse than the Marathon Man

MC's use our fetus to clone us
Comin' out lookin' Arvydas Sabonis
My team's in the bonus, you foul too
Playin' on the wall with the scowls and

Man the a Dutch, I done all varities
Cage, Mi, and E's,
Fingers blisterin', stickerin'
Under black moonlight, with flickerin'

I'm my girl but yeah, I'm lookin' at yours
'em all, debutantes to crack whores
Bad breath you may like shits is
Y'all up in the pink like douches

That smut, wet dreams of
That smut, money shots and plots
That smut, politicians in sniffin'
That smut, double D's trapped in T's

That smut, wet dreams of
That smut, money shots and plots
That smut, in limousines sniffin'
That smut, double D's trapped in T's

Ducks through, we laid 'em out
you fucks dissect spit from Cage's mouth
When I run a route, you spacin' out
With no family to react your brains is out

And I click this out you know the drill
This mic a shiv, hip-hop is after I stab her
On stage, you go on after?
you the Art of War and then finish the crowd with the 1st chapter

Come and through this little doorway
Enter the mind of and a horse will shit you out on Broadway
The won't eat it then feed it to the wildest
Peddle Smut like anabolic beer hydrolix

Alex frolics, hangin' upside
Ordained 'til my rhyme ninja bleeds through my face of war
So if you see me a little pop jingle
Shoot me in the back of the head and feed me to my breddern

smut, wet dreams of G-13
That smut, money and porno plots
That smut, in limousines sniffin'
That smut, double D's trapped in T's

That smut, wet dreams of
That smut, money shots and porno
That smut, in limousines sniffin'
That smut, double D's in baby T's

kennels, back to the state [Incomprehensible]`
Put you in the mental, locked down with three
EC Network, the weather station, my
Cut your back out, it to Avirex

Kissed this doe bitch with and I caught a cold sore
Looking for, "Sex in the City" and I shit on four old whores
mud off my boots to shake the story loose
Actin' bigheaded I smoke with Beetlejuice

Kids wanna with the Peddlers, I can't wait
I strafe widow, datin' the jake
You spit some shit, I'll the sentiment
And spit in your face, you're not in your element

to slay them fake mega monsters
Who even rhyme if they had teleprompters
Yo E you up, man you probably right
I wipe my ass and shove it in your face like Bobby

That smut, wet dreams of
That smut, money shots and plots
smut, politicians in limousines sniffin'
That smut, double D's in baby T's

That smut, wet dreams of
That smut, money and porno plots
That smut, in limousines sniffin'
That smut, double D's trapped in T's

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