Luyện nghe bài hát What Cha Think

Time to get ya
What ya nigga
to get with ya
What ya think

I already done ya niggaz
Shit I y'all niggaz
When I ya niggaz
This how I ya niggaz
Bitch if ya put in a fight
me kick it
I get how we get it with it specific and artistic
Spare and rough drafts get it done tighter
I clear you cut the war underwear
hold ya back nigga cause ya shystie
When my start bubblin I get fystie
Laced with
education if somebody try to bite me
Scratchy, flows across hypely
Closer than your icy
Reaching my is highly unlikely
Precisely I'm the king I be
Why in the sam hell you take it upon yourself to ever try me
Got be suffering some type of or malfunction
You don't want this situation to get dangerous and rambunctious
Why y'all be thinking beef I be thinking bout big numbers
On top of things running shit why you going under
If I take your ass on this track probably defeat the purpose
Cause half ass material you putting out
probably ain't gone surface
You harmless, you blow the bomb up
keep up the pace I set
I'll your ass with my warm-ups
Entertainer rap composer and
Map on the southern corner
I'm making the way they at a parade
get fitted for graves for going for brave
When them get sprayed
So I no hangman no gang bang
Shit, I'm to change things
We on the same thang
Stealing from Les Unplauge
Then I can go back to the of cars of the upper esilonge
Blunts and roll like M1s tasers
weed all the way to the bank
Nigga the fuck you think

What cha nigga

Fuck ya'll think bad lines and bad words serving their purpose
Doing and movie soundtracks and tv commercials
Independent, herb
Walking this thing throughout your
Got young niggaz suburbans
The I run when I run around like a tortoise
Your mom say run when I they come
ta get they slick and they pussies murdered
Low dirty
Big old burn down the barn to make million dollar merges
Never mix no bullshit with business
I'll snatch ya pull your head out ya ass that stay down
til I finish
If I cut ya down I'm gone make you bad
I'm gone make look at you
the same way look at the back of a dog's ass
Hit it us, stomp through this mothafucka like elephants
Swing though bitch like apes and fly by you bitches like pelicans
Playa haters are of no
I'm striving on
And changing like elements
If you was up to my I'd probably wail all on ya
But you ain't bitch you bumb don't tell on ya
What the you think its time to come up
And profit off the we sell
Rode the band with BL why I gotta to back up with KL
Nigga to me your shit be seeming fake
You to move your fucking finger
While I my piece off the tank cake
Move them ugly mothafuckas show me your face
But stick your fingers in mothafucking ears
Cause these be dropping some mean bass
Cause it ain't gone be no after me
It ain't no to these young black hustlers
ask nigga Master P
It has to pe the if ya ask me man
Ya'll niggaz ya can't hang
Nigga, what the you think

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