Luyện nghe bài hát The What

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

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

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

Here I am, I'll be damned if this ain't shit
Come to spread the butter lyrics hominy grit
It's the low killer trap, yes I'm a jet, black ninja
Comin' where you rest at,

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

Hey, I'll be kickin' you son, you all the yappin'
Actin' as if it can't
You front and got me mad enough to somethin'
Yo, I'm from Island and ain't afraid to bust 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 goes a little somethin' this

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

two, comin' with that Old E brew
Meth-tical, puttin' nigga's 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 down and shit
Yo, I rugged as a motherfuckin' carpet get
And nigga's love it, not in the form but in the mental
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, look and listen
I spit on your grave then I grab my 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 rap shit sewed and when my Mac unloads
I'm another video

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

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

I got more and techs than you
I make it hot, nigga's even stand next to you
touch me, you better bust 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 you get ya gotta work hard for it
Honey's shake your hips, ya stop
And nigga's the clips, keep on, yeah