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

Attention, we gotta for cotton-candy rappers
That gotta be in the bed before
ya ears, its 'bout to get ugly 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 they hate, 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 pizza man, you beef I'll unpack it for ya
Mike Jones, is a wack rapper but he a bad promoter
You don't problems my nigga, my stats is way past a quota
'Cuz I'm gettin' what says in the initial that's after Clova, G's

Nigga please, them ain't even right
Texas niggaz be pourin' purple, we bend and remixed Sprite
Koopa stick to this Dike, you right if he wanna fight
But this ain't no Lil' Flip 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 Vagisil
Want problems then crank it up, ain't no static or banner
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 who step in them cleets

Hut 1, Hut 2, now you in some fool
And my brother don't like you now, you got trouble in doubles
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 who? Nah, I don't have to ask ya
You said it, now you gon' get it, and I gon' have a hassle
You the King, I should know I'm the nigga that built the castle
I pull my back-hand and slap you, turn you 'to a dizzy

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

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

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