Luyện nghe bài hát Who's Nice

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

See the drug game was the man's sport
That's what Cam thought so
I had a grams bought
On the transport kept it inside the

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

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

Just take her to a place where it's
Show her the ice and might give her a 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
a while ago, I was rollin' badly
We was on the low wit but now what have we

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

But she respects me and
let your head meet her slug
Until she out and layed out
Ineffections of

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

How when you got a lot?
say you got a little
Like they say you act a funny
you got a litte money
And you did a little and made a little money

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

I prove all are liars
Saying they got a fire
Hang 'em up on a wire
Yo, you you got attire
To the point like

Yeah, I'm a harsh nigga drink hard liquor
A six Benz car getter, you know
He ain't rich, a star figure
Platinum deep, hangs Jews
Chills up at barmitzfah's

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

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

Now I beat up clicks, eat up
Ask my man how I beat up
And I'm out of work, I got to re-up quick
Every six the same pies, drink from Cris' to St.
Every hit my bank rise and no bitch I high

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

So I'm you sat down
I ain't Uncle Un to bring the gats down
He spat rounds, I heard nigga clap towns
But me I never down

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