Luyện nghe bài hát Who They Want

Attention, we thang for cotton-candy rappers
gotta be in the bed before 9:00
Cover ya ears, its 'bout to get ugly

Now who they want? Me, me, me, me, me, me, Koopa
That's what I give em', the color click, Chamillitary man!
Now who hate, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike
Then I'm gon' get em' real niggaz, jammin', no
Dike Jones, Who? Jones, Jones

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

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

He if he have a life, sayin' Cham' ain't gon' 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 man career, like a Budweiser 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 how you the best in the streets
So I had to go get my quarterback like who step in them cleets

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

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

That ain't hip-hop, I swear that gon' get stopped
I'ma the tick-tock you got in your flea-market wrist-watch
He said I fell off, and Koopa never get hot
Can't my dick out, 'cuz he got my dick in a lip-lock

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

Now who want? Me, me, me, me, me, me, King Koopa
what 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