Luyện nghe bài hát ugly

Smack the face off ya face, and that's all it
For me to make butter-boy, my verse off his tapes
iced out, lights reflect off the face
Prolly could on a plate and make frosted flakes
like me, me speakin' like a walkin' baby
Yall niggas is lady-like a walkin' lady
You may not watch MTV or Daly
But you can watch them in my car son daily
ya baby, in a akward position
She was but when you found her, her panties were missin'
Tryed to snatch the chain like a ice crispy
And snap, crackle, pop til' ya drop and hit the
Mmm, I don't you wanna get faybe in a bad look
Get ya jag took, beef in a minute a bad cook
There will never be a happy ending like a bad book
When you keep to subtract all my dollars like a math book
Act a ass, look..Me and in a true blue;
Denali while you probably lookin' for a new boo
Thuggin' wit Lewis too, not 'cause he can rap
But 'cause he can his knuckles around ya neck and snap
call a ambulance
You boys don't have a
shots at the ground just to make ya family dance
Sittin' on my rims, damn..did I say rims
Damn..did it again, aww man you in

(Slim - Talking)