Luyện nghe bài hát Why They

See you lucky man... you lucky to be around me
U better take on the you suckin all the h2o nigga
My new name is mother fuckin velcro the way niggaz to me no homo

100 million dollars lovely dame and big
Shots to wayne and big
No explain yah dig
Somone come claim kid
He a fraud, the city morg, gone his wig
Wanna be famous? well the game is rigged this is
Were we crack, beef come handle that
Melt them down to wax, pump water we camel backs
Not camel toes, sandal cat can't do
Place a well cancel that jaffe set it
Any problems baby, to harlem baby
We drive coupes, gray orange cherry coupes
Girls ball like cheryl swoopes, dudes hustle on stoop
Your truley, beef and brocs mah are very cute
I'm like a can of bitch yeah I'm very soup
the kid done rose, to sleepin with roaches
In my nostril pick my nose, damn bit my toes
We get yah ratchet bang it don't forget yah clothes
in 56 and 46 live my crows
My faught they grandmother mrs rose
Uncle down gat explode, that case disclose
Cause we'll damage yah don't play with pros
They compose, nice girls thay get turned to hoes
They wanna get the boy, hand wrist the boy
Cause I'm the cookie monster yep ahoy!
Ahoy from seas they ship the toys

Why they fuckin with me why they with me
Why they fuckin me why they fuckin with me huh
Why fuckin with me why they fuckin with me man
Why they fuckin with me why they with me huh

See my mind designa dump, pump when I the pump
I'm a lift him ten feet she said he tryna duck
Do like my hair cut, em up I lay em down
Sign em up, I to god garbage bags in line and drunk
I keep loaded guns, for every bricks
My connect throw me one, you don't me son
I love rhymin, I'm just a thug shinin
And leave the club blinded, by the blood diamond

I hug the block, it hug me
it trust I'm grindin, I told my watch
Now at my watch love my timin
stop, drop it, dog you not poppin
When I'm a stop frontin, when yah mom coppin
Shit you not rockin, stop watchin, glock
Dots shots in, em re-run he pop lockin
When I his heart with some head shots
yet he barney rubble, he in bed rock
Yeah you know we dead, when the is green
And the is black, and the roses red
the kiss of death baby boy go to bed
And I don't mah I kno yah head so go ahead
I start wildin on you, I tell you it be polite,
You mad I'm stylin on you, down, weave the right
the gat out two shots, peace goodnight

Why they fuckin with me why fuckin with me
Why they fuckin with me why fuckin with me huh
Why they with me why they fuckin with me man
Why they with me why they fuckin with me huh