Luyện nghe bài hát Who's Nice

Yo, turn me up B
I'm about to lace ya'll, it out
I'm not a muthafuckin' B
Whoever I'm not nice
This is for punk muthafuckas
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

See the drug game was always the sport
That's what Cam so everyday
I had a grams bought
On the transport kept it the Jansport

A real hooty game, we ain't care who we
Shit was all the until Guili' came with a moody aim
You the mayor nigga, a fight crime approach
like a kind host but gettin' time for a roach

A indo, that's when yo, I said
"I'm messin' with bimbos"
It's easier to pimp hoes, nowadays simp hoe
It don't much to make her

Just her to a place where it's nice
Show her the ice and give her a fake fur
'Cause girls I control them
Old and sassy, old and

I ain't gonna front that nigga Gold, he me
But now I'm flowin' fastly, rollin'
Just a ago, I was rollin' badly
We was on the low wit but now what have we

Ro' and Navy life size
My yo she slices pies
A Benz is my wife drives
You Qeet' nigga, executive thug

But she respects me and
Don't let your head her slug
Until she out and layed out
Ineffections of

A lil' thick chick that'll click
Do anything for the dick
You know what that puzzles me?
I find this shit a

How come when you got a
People say you got a
Like they say you act a little
'Cause you got a litte
And you did a little song and made a money

Oh, you my favorite
Oh, you think you a star
'Cause you got a fans
And you a little car

I they all are liars
that they got a fire
Hang 'em up on a barber
Yo, you think you got
To the point Stoudamire

Yeah, I'm a harsh nigga drink hard liquor
A six car getter, you know Digga
He rich, he's a star figure
Platinum deep, hangs with
Chills up at their

He loves the
Now we eat at
Ed Lover and Doctor Dre
We them niggas who the man
the toast out on these niggas one time

And even Cuda ran, you know I'm a skitzo
Who listens to but I'm quick though
And old school like hungry, hungry
Ask my Queens niggaz how I get dough

Now I up clicks, eat up chicks
Ask my man how I up shit
And when I'm out of work, I got to quick
Every six the same pies, from Cris' to St. Ides
Every hit my rise and no bitch I ain't high

I've hotter since
I was in hittin' pinatas
You win nada, on I got put on
By Mase and Big

So I'm you sat down
I want Uncle Un to bring the gats down
He spat rounds, I that nigga clap towns
But me I never back

My mother, she can sign
I know thinkin' that It's 'bout that time
Nigga I rewind that
So go ahead and it faggot