Luyện nghe bài hát U Stank

Luscious bitch, she is
But it's not nice to fool Mother
The proud of God, like all hoes
Is, is jealous of her own

Who is this young big bitch
Who to be queen for a day?
Who would the great grandsons
An' daughters of her jealous

By their brain until their ability
To was amputated
By pimpin' their until they were fat
an' strung out
An' her right to be queen of the universe
Who is bitch?

You get for nothin' when you got to get the gas
Spit the game in her ear, her get on the ave
mind manipulation in every situation
There's a an' a ho
roll this Dayton downhill

Takin' the way
While the brother say it should be this way
Which one are you? 'Cause I was to Mack'
Since the day of my birth, I was to that

the P I M P that's in me
You envy, how I make ten G's
An' never lift a finger, makes you wanna a
Player to the an' get your clown, Jerry Springer

Blame the consumers, how I at life
It's just day in a hooker's life
no tricks, there's no pimpin'
It's drugs with no fiends, sex with no women

Down the P Funk, F U N Kaich
Down the P Funk, P U
with the P Funk, F U N K
Why

Let's funk until they it
(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank)
funk until they smell it

I came through, the was packed
I saw three top notches, the rest was
I could smell it, when I first down
I saw yo' bitch, she wanna fuck now

Quit actin' scared 'cause I might get her
Spend the night wit her, spend my life wit her
My specialty is game
But this ain't hide an' go get it, I ain't

I'm on a constant pursuit of
She she had a man, I said, Bitch, can he
Stick dick to ya, ya long slow strokes
Or your pussy up 'til it smokes?

Young girl lookin' brand new, told me her man do
Fake-ass nigga, she stand you
I advantage of her, nigga, fuck you
I know bitches, I just what to do

I like fat girls, I had
Black an' white, tall or
If you me, I won't change my mind
I can't marry you, I told you that the last

Let's funk 'em, funk 'em
'Til smell it
Let's funk 'em 'til smell it
Bitch, let's funk 'em 'til smell it
(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank)

Let's 'em 'til they smell it
yo' ass in the tub, u stank
Miss me with shit
(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank)
Miss me with that shit,

Now, it
A of the miss me with that shits
me with that shit, somethin' stink

Well, I might be young but I in Cristal
Bitches, know the name, sling dick like pistol
your bitch now 'fore we put her on tape
With some dick on her face, screamin' gimme a

Fuck the of these niggaz an' bitches
That's niggaz, man, fuck that nigga
pawn that nigga, I'm beyond that nigga
If you ain't a pistol then run, my nigga

'Cause we to known to rip shit up
So keep yo' up
'Fore you lames get plucked, you the fuck up
Shut the up 'fore I bust two at your truck
Draped in all black, two in the Coupe, you duck

that lookin' through my window? Blaow, nobody now
You better lay it down
B A B Y, D C
pimpin', we mackin' in 3-D

Miss me that shit
Yeah, that ain't no

with the P Funk, F U N K
(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank)
Why Beotch
Down the P Funk, F U N K, u stank
Down the P Funk, F U

Down the P Funk, F U N K
(U stank)
Why
P Funk, F U N
(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank)
Down the P Funk, P U
(U stank, bitch)

yo' ass in the tub, u stank
I smell ya, u
Oh, it's so funky 'cause u stank,
yo' ass in the tub, u stank

Now you got me talkin'
So just me like a nigga
bitin' on my tongue
While I'm spillin' nigga

Nigga got a of babblin' broken English
So make an American African won't be distinguished
me to be somewhat a common nigga?
Fuck an AK 47, a

Don't need a fresh hooker on my shootin' drag
Gettin' hoe, go rush some cash
You went to school to still run in the
Back in the day, you know a raw nigga like me play

blue B L A C K black-ass nigga
Suck my dick an' make it
As I into the party, I grab my goatin' ass
You see him an' you him, here you go, hoe, hug him

Walkin' around here with your lips curled, makin' me
Actin' like you got class, here Sheba Makeba
I said naw,
She was a the bitch, bitch, I bet I'll beat yo' ass

In a minute, I'm a
I'm a nigga, I don't a motherfuck
Jam is biggerer,
You a but I am nigga-er
This is to be, it, baby

Hey, did you get shit on tape?
Oh, my God, that is cold, dawg
You see my pockets full, yours stay empty
You say I Kunta Kinte
Blue black ain't shit jack, I'm blacker than
Jet black, yeah, I do crack

You an' your will get checked
I have no respect for a
I'll slap her in her muh'fuckin'
An' it won't this nigga
Oh, yes, oh, my God
Nigga, you got shit done