Luyện nghe bài hát Who's Nice

Yo, turn me up B
I'm about to 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 was always the man's sport
That's what Cam thought so
I had a grams bought
On the transport kept it the Jansport

A real hooty game, we care who we blame
Shit was all the until Guili' came with a moody aim
You the mayor nigga, a fight crime approach
Acting like a kind host but time for a roach

A little indo, that's yo, I said
"I'm with these bimbos"
It's easier to hoes, nowadays they simp hoe
It take much to make her

take her to a place where it's nice
Show her the ice and might her a fake fur
girls I control them classy
Old and sassy, old and

I ain't 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 but now what have we

Range Ro' and Navy life
My girl yo she pies
A Benz is what my wife
You Qeet' nigga, executive thug

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

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

How come you got a lot?
People say you got a
Like they say you act a little
you got a litte money
And you did a little song and a little money

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

I prove they all are
Saying that got a fire
'em up on a barber wire
Yo, you you got attire
To the point Stoudamire

Yeah, I'm a nigga that drink hard liquor
A six Benz car getter, you Digga
He rich, he's a star figure
Platinum deep, hangs Jews
up at their barmitzfah's

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

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

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, drink Cris' to St. Ides
Every hit my bank rise and no bitch I ain't

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

So I'm glad you sat
I ain't want Uncle Un to bring the gats
He spat rounds, I that nigga clap towns
But me I back down

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