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

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

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

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

I hug the block, it hug me
Yeah it I'm grindin, I told my watch
Now look at my watch my timin
stop, drop it, dog you not poppin
When I'm a frontin, when yah mom stop coppin
you not rockin, stop watchin, glock cocked
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
That's the kiss of death boy go to bed
And I don't mah I kno yah head so go ahead
I start on you, I tell you it won't be polite,
You mad I'm stylin on you, duck down, weave the
the gat out two shots, peace goodnight

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