Luyện nghe bài hát The What

I to get feels on a bitch
Now I throw shields on the dick to stop me that HIV shit
And nigga's know they soft like a filling
Playin' the villain, for this rap killin'

Biggie Smalls is the illest, your style is out
Like Arnold wondered, "What you 'bout Willis?"
The thrill is gone, the Frank White
Is here to excite and dick to dykes

Bitches, I 'em brainless, guns, I like 'em stainless steel
I want the fuckin' fortune like the
I squeeze gats till my clips is
Don't tempt me, you don't want to with Biggie

Here I am, I'll be damned if this some shit
Come to spread the butter lyrics over hominy
the low killer death trap, yes I'm a jet, black ninja
Comin' where you rest at,

Step inside the ring, the number one contender
Lookin' cold booty, like your in December
stop bitchin', button up ya lip and
From Method, all you gettin' is a can of ass

Hey, I'll be you son, you doin' all the yappin'
as if it can't happen
You front and got me mad to touch somethin'
Yo, I'm from Shaolin Island and ain't afraid to somethin'

So what ya nigga, ya want nigga
I got a six shooter and a horse named Trigger, it's
Ninety four, rugged raw, down your god damn door
And it a little somethin' like this

Fuck the world, ask me for shit
And you get ya gotta work hard for it
Honey's shake hips, ya don't stop
And nigga's pack the clips, on, bitch

two, comin' with that Old E brew
Meth-tical, puttin' back in I.C.U
I'm lifted troop, you can your wack ass crew
I got connections, I'll get that ass like glue

No question, I be comin' down and
Yo, I gets rugged as a carpet get
And nigga's love it, not in the physical form but in the
I and they cells get warm, I'm not a gentle

Man, I'm a Man
Baby accept it, utmost it and
Assume the position, stop and listen
I spit on your grave then I my Charles Dickens, bitch

Welcome to my center, honey's feel it in their placenta
Cold as the pole in the winter, far from the
But I got this rap shit sewed and when my Mac
I'm guaranteed another

Ready to die, why I act that
Pop Duke left Mom Duke, the fagot took the way
So instead of makin' suck my dick up
I used to do stick up 'cause ho's is irritatin' the hiccups

Excuse me, flows just through me
Like to branches, cliffs to avalanches
It's the mantis, deep like the mind of Farrakhan
A motherfuckin' rap and plus

I got more glocks and techs you
I make it hot, won't even stand next to you
Nigga touch me, you better me three times in the head
Or motherfucker's dead, you so

Fuck the world, ask me for shit
And everything you get ya gotta hard for it
Honey's shake hips, ya don't stop
And nigga's pack the clips, on

the world, don't ask me for shit
And everything you get ya gotta work for it
shake your hips, ya don't stop
And nigga's the clips, keep on, yeah