Luyện nghe bài hát U Stank

Luscious bitch, she is
But it's not to fool Mother 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 jealous

By suckin' their brain until ability
To was amputated
By their instincts until they were fat
Horny an' out
An' her to be kept queen of the universe
Who is bitch?

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

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

It's the P I M P in me
You envy, how I make ten G's
An' never lift a finger, makes you bring a
Player to the an' get your clown, Jerry 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 no fiends, sex with no women

Down the P Funk, F U N Kaich
with the P Funk, P U
Down 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 they smell it

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

Quit actin' scared 'cause I might get her
Spend the night wit her, won't spend my wit her
My specialty is runnin'
But ain't 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?

Young girl brand new, told me what 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 fat girls, I had plenty
an' white, tall or skinny
If you asked me, I change my mind
I can't marry you, I told you that the last

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

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

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

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

'Cause we been to to rip shit up
So yo' chains up
you lames get plucked, you shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up I bust two at your truck
in all black, two in the Coupe, you better duck

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

Miss me with shit
Yeah, ain't no jive

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

with 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)

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

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

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

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

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

Walkin' around here with your curled, makin' me sick
Actin' you got class, this here Sheba Makeba
I naw, disagree
She was a beat the bitch, bitch, I bet 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, spit it,

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 look Kinte
Blue black ain't shit jack, I'm blacker than
Jet black, yeah, I do smoke

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