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

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

Now who they want? Me, me, me, me, me, me, King
That's what I give em', the changin' click, Chamillitary 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 like a pizza 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 want problems my nigga, my is way past a quota
I'm gettin' what Flippa says in the initial that's after Clova, G's

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

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

'Bout to dig up a deep hole, so ya album can and sleep
You can put all ya lyrics in it the gimmicks can rest in
I bought ya CD, you was how you the best in the streets
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 brother don't like you now, you got trouble in dude
And you won't get to guzzle juice, no opening for ya
'Cuz the only way to you up, is a muzzle to muzzle you

Watch the punisher punish who? Nah, I don't 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 know I'm the nigga that built the
I pull my and slap you, turn you 'to a dizzy rascal

That hip-hop, I swear that garbage gon' get stopped
I'ma kill the you got in your flea-market wrist-watch
He said I off, and Koopa could never get hot
Can't pull my dick out, 'cuz he got my dick in a

Man, I'm just sayin' get off my genitalia
Get off my nuts, I'm bettin' ya, no you no competitor
Mo' and mo' record sales, etcetera etcetera
So I'ma delete you, and put Magno there instead of ya

Now who they want? Me, me, me, me, me, me, King
what I give em',
Now who they hate, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike,
I'm gon' get em' real niggaz ain't jammin', no
Dike Jones, Who?, Dike Jones,