Luyện nghe bài hát U Stank

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

Who is this young big tawny
Who wish to be for a day?
Who would the great grandsons
An' of her jealous mother?

By their brain until their ability
To think was
By pimpin' their instincts until were fat
Horny an' out
An' her right to be queen of the universe
Who is this

You get somethin' for nothin' you got to get the gas
the game in her ear, tell her get on the ave
It's mind manipulation in every
a pimp an' a ho
Somebody roll Dayton downhill

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

It's the P I M P in me
You envy, how instantly I ten G's
An' never lift a finger, makes you bring a
to the show an' get your clown, Jerry Springer

Blame the consumers, how I at life
It's another day in a hooker's life
With no tricks, no pimpin'
It's like drugs with no fiends, sex with no

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

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

I came through, the was packed
I saw three top notches, the was rats
I could smell it, when I first touched
I saw yo' bitch, she fuck right now

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

I'm on a constant of panties
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?

girl lookin' brand new, told me what her man do
Fake-ass nigga, she can't you
I advantage of her, nigga, fuck you
I bitches, I know just what to do

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

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

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

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

Well, I might be young but I bathe in
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 rest of niggaz an' bitches
like niggaz, man, fuck that nigga
I'ma that nigga, I'm beyond that nigga
If you ain't packin' a pistol run, my nigga

we been to known to rip shit up
So yo' chains up
'Fore you get plucked, you shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up 'fore I bust two at truck
Draped in all black, two in the Coupe, you better

Who's that lookin' through my window? Blaow, 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

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

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

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

Don't need a fresh hooker on my jock drag
Gettin' paid hoe, go rush some
You to school to still run in the street
Back in the day, you a raw nigga like me don't play

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

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

In a minute, I'm a
I'm a nigga, I give a motherfuck
Jam is biggerer,
You a but I am nigga-er
This is to be, spit it,

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

You an' bitch will get checked
I have no for a skeezer
I'll slap her in her face
An' it won't disgrace this
Oh, yes, oh, my God
Nigga, you got some done