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 I give em', the color changin' click, Chamillitary man!
Now who they hate, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike,
Then I'm gon' get em' niggaz, ain't jammin', no
Jones, Who? Dike Jones, Jones

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

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

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

to dig up a deep 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 some fool
And my brother don't like you now, you got in doubles dude
And you won't get to guzzle juice, no opening for ya
'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 it, now you gon' get it, and I ain't gon' have a hassle
You ain't the King, I should I'm the nigga that built the castle
I pull my back-hand and slap you, turn you 'to a rascal

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

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 Me, me, me, me, me, me, King Koopa
That's I give em',
Now who they hate, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike,
Then I'm gon' get em' niggaz ain't jammin', no
Jones, Who?, Dike Jones, Jones