Luyện nghe bài hát Who They Want (mike Jones Diss)

Attention, we gotta thang for cotton-candy
That gotta be in the bed before
ya ears, its 'bout to get ugly baby

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

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

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

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

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

Hut 1, Hut 2, now you in some trouble
And my brother don't like you now, you got in doubles dude
And you get to guzzle juice, no opening for ya food
'Cuz the only way to shut you up, is a 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 gon' have a
You the King, I should know I'm the nigga that built the castle
I my back-hand and slap you, turn you 'to a dizzy rascal

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

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

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