Luyện nghe bài hát Who's Nice

Yo, me up some B
I'm to lace ya'll, check it out
I'm not a muthafuckin' B
think I'm not nice
This is for ya'll punk
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

See the drug game was the man's sport
That's Cam thought so everyday
I had a hundred bought
On the transport kept it the Jansport

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

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

Just take her to a place where nice
her the ice and might give her a fake fur
'Cause girls I them classy
Old and sassy, old and

I gonna front that nigga Gold, he gassed me
But now I'm flowin' fastly, jazzy
Just a while ago, I was badly
We was on the low wit Aggie but now what we

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

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

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

How come you got a lot?
People say you got a
they say you act a little funny
'Cause you got a litte
And you did a song and made a little money

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

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

Yeah, I'm a harsh nigga that drink liquor
A six Benz car getter, you know
He ain't rich, he's a figure
Platinum deep, with Jews
up at their barmitzfah's

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

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

Now I up clicks, eat up chicks
Ask my man how I beat up
And when I'm out of work, I got to quick
Every six the pies, drink from Cris' to St. Ides
Every hit my bank 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 ain't want Un to bring the gats down
He spat rounds, I heard that nigga towns
But me I back down

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