Luyện nghe bài hát Velveeta

I feel sorry for mother
Bruce Wayne, the way
W

I be the dude that can't get up in vails the Rockports
I'm with th pipe and the ride
The big 5-O the and the yo
with Master P and not DeAngelo

The radio disc jock,
off wet and marijuana
The unholy, yo yeah me
Straight the D, so who wants a ki?

I'll the wig of a dirty pig
Made a deal with the devil and I won't
When in Cleveland I'm in the valley the way
Hustlin' drinkin' Tanger-A

You might see me Paul Paul or my dude Day-Day
How's about some remmie, don't be rude
From to Cleveland, my 75 I was beamin'
Yoca Cola OZ choppin'

This is for the hustlers who be real with grind
Makin' more cheese than rats see in a
I want to clock cash and rock the mic
I walked on water in Cleveland and then I like sunlight

I bust in didn't let 'cha slide
Underground, Bruce Wayne, nationwide
See I tell ya some of these rappers in the ain't it
of these nappy head clowns can't afford an outfit
What you sayin' boy, you get with me?
Big cheddar, melt little

ain't velveeta to me
Still velveeta to me
Still ain't to me
Still ain't to me

I be the microphone master, crashin' party
Clownin' up in veils, drunk Bacardi
You get your girl because I'm thristy about it
And if you I hit that, yo don't doubt it

I steal all them bigs in hood on the regular
Million dollar playa we get money, I tellin' ya
I don't give a hoot if girl don't dance
I always wear Adidas screamin' fuck man

Yo it's E, Bruce Wayne, unholy, E
I'm down with Mobide and M-I-N-D
the corner ki, from the dealin' Cleveland I flee
Bustin' at my enemy, but you brothers ain't it to me