Luyện nghe bài hát Who's Nice

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But she me and loves
Don't let head meet her slug
she sprayed out and layed out
Ineffections of

A thick chick that'll click quick
Do anything for the dick
You know what else that me?
I find this a riddle

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

Oh, you my favorite
Oh, you think you a little
you got a little fans
And you drive a car

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

Yeah, I'm a harsh nigga that drink hard
A six Benz car getter, you Digga
He ain't rich, a star figure
deep, hangs with Jews
Chills up at their

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

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

Now I beat up clicks, eat up
Ask my man how I up shit
And I'm out of work, I got to re-up quick
Every six the same pies, drink from 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 and Big Poppa

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

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