Luyện nghe bài hát U Stank

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

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

By suckin' their brain their ability
To was amputated
By pimpin' their until they 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
Spit the game in her ear, her get on the ave
mind manipulation in every situation
There's a an' a ho
Somebody roll Dayton downhill

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

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

Blame the consumers, how I look at
It's just another day in a life
With no tricks, there's no
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

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

I came through, the was packed
I saw top notches, the rest 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 wit her, won't spend my life wit her
My is runnin' game
But this ain't 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, give ya long slow
Or beat your pussy up it smokes?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Miss me with shit
Yeah, that ain't no

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

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

Now you got me niggarish
So just color me a nigga
Peanut on my tongue
I'm spillin' nigga gibberish

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

Don't need a fresh on my jock shootin' drag
Gettin' hoe, go rush 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
my dick an' make 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 lips curled, me sick
like you got class, this here Sheba Makeba
I naw, disagree
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 but I am nigga-er
is to be, spit it, baby

Hey, did you get that on tape?
Oh, my God, that nigga is cold,
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 smoke

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