Luyện nghe bài hát Who They Want

Attention, we gotta thang for rappers
That gotta be in the bed before
Cover ya ears, its 'bout to get baby

Now who want? Me, me, me, me, me, me, King Koopa
That's what I give em', the color changin' click, man!
Now who hate, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike
Then I'm gon' get em' niggaz, ain't jammin', no
Dike Jones, Dike Jones, Jones

Yeah, I handle heat like a man, you want beef I'll unpack it for ya
Mike Jones, is a rapper but he isn't a bad promoter
You don't problems my nigga, my stats is way past a quota
'Cuz I'm gettin' what Flippa says in the initial after Clova, G's

Nigga please, them ain't even right
Texas niggaz be pourin' purple, we bend and that Sprite
Okay Koopa stick to this Dike, you right if he wanna
But this no Lil' Flip beverage he won't have a lucky night

He lucky if he have a life, sayin' Cham' ain't get a deal
Ain't no you's a vagina, it's time for some Vagisil
Want problems crank it up, ain't no static or banner here
I crush that lil' man career, like a can of beer

'Bout to dig up a hole, so ya album can rest and sleep
You can put all ya in it the gimmicks can rest in peace
I bought ya CD, you was sayin' how you the best in the
So I had to go get my quarterback like niggaz who step in cleets

Hut 1, Hut 2, now you in trouble fool
And my don't like you now, you got trouble in doubles dude
And you get to guzzle juice, no opening for ya food
'Cuz the way to shut you up, is a muzzle to muzzle you

Watch the punisher punish who? Nah, I have to ask ya
You said it, now you gon' get it, and I ain't have a hassle
You ain't the King, I should know I'm the that built the castle
I my back-hand and slap you, turn you 'to a dizzy rascal

ain't hip-hop, I swear that garbage gon' get stopped
I'ma the tick-tock you got in your flea-market wrist-watch
He said I fell off, and Koopa could get hot
Can't pull my dick out, 'cuz he got my dick in a

Man, I'm just though get off my genitalia
Get off my nuts, I'm ya, no you ain't no competitor
Mo' money and mo' record sales, etcetera
So I'ma delete you, and put Magno back there of ya

Now who they want? Me, me, me, me, me, me, Koopa
what I give em',
Now who they hate, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike,
Then I'm gon' get em' real niggaz jammin', no
Dike Jones, Who?, Jones, Jones