Luyện nghe bài hát U Stank

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

Who is young big tawny bitch
Who wish to be queen for a
Who would sacrifice the grandsons
An' daughters of her mother?

By suckin' their brain until their
To think was
By pimpin' their instincts until they fat
an' strung out
An' her right to be kept queen of the
Who is bitch?

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

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

the P I M P that's in me
You envy, how instantly I ten G's
An' lift a finger, makes you wanna bring a
Player to the show an' get your clown, Springer

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

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

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

I through, the party was packed
I saw top notches, the rest was rats
I could smell it, when I touched down
I saw yo' bitch, she wanna right now

actin' scared 'cause I just might get her
Spend the wit her, won't spend my life wit her
My specialty is runnin'
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, give ya slow strokes
Or beat pussy up 'til it smokes?

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

I like fat girls, I had
an' white, tall or skinny
If you asked me, I change my mind
I can't marry you, I told you that the time

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

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

Well, I might be young but I bathe in
Bitches, they know the name, sling dick like
Cuff your now 'fore we put her on tape
With some dick on her face, screamin' a taste

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

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

Who's that through my window? Blaow, nobody now
You motherfuckers lay it down
B A B Y, D C
Virtual pimpin', we in 3-D

Miss me with that
Yeah, that no jive

with the P Funk, F U N K
(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank)
Why not?
Down with the P Funk, F U N K, u
with 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)
with the P Funk, P U
(U stank, bitch)

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

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

Nigga got a habit of broken English
So make an American African won't be distinguished
Perceivin' me to be somewhat a common
an AK 47, a millimeter

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

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

Walkin' around here with your curled, makin' me sick
Actin' like you got class, this 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 give a
Jam is biggerer,
You a nigga but I am
This is to be, spit it,

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

You an' your will get checked
I have no respect for a
slap her in her muh'fuckin' face
An' it disgrace this nigga
Oh, yes, oh, my God
Nigga, you got shit done