Luyện nghe bài hát The What

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

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

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

Here I am, I'll be damned if ain't some shit
Come to the butter lyrics 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 bitchin', button up ya lip and
Method, all you gettin' is a can of ass whippin'

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 touch
Yo, I'm from Shaolin Island and ain't to bust somethin'

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

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

Verse two, comin' with 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 stuck like

No question, I be comin' down and
Yo, I gets as a motherfuckin' carpet 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, look and listen
I spit on grave then I grab my Charles Dickens, bitch

Welcome to my center, honey's it deep in their placenta
Cold as the in the winter, far from the inventor
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 took the back way
So instead of makin' suck my dick up
I used to do stick up 'cause ho's is like the hiccups

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

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

the world, don't 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

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