Luyện nghe bài hát The What

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

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

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

Here I am, I'll be if this ain't some shit
Come to spread the butter over hominy grit
the low killer death trap, yes I'm a jet, black ninja
Comin' where you at, surrender

Step inside the ring, you're the number one
Lookin' booty, like your pussy in December
Nigga stop bitchin', up ya lip and
Method, all you gettin' is a can of ass whippin'

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

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

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

Verse two, comin' with that Old E
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 stuck glue

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

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

Welcome to my center, feel it deep 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 guaranteed another

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

me, flows just grow through me
Like trees to branches, cliffs to
It's the praying mantis, deep the mind of Farrakhan
A motherfuckin' rap and plus

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

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

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