Luyện nghe bài hát Why They

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

Harlem 100 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
be famous? well the game is rigged this is harlem
Were we scramble crack, beef handle that
Melt them to candle wax, pump water we camel backs
Not camel toes, sandal cat can't do
Place a order well that jaffe set it
Any problems baby, to harlem baby
We several coupes, gray orange cherry coupes
Girls ball like cheryl swoopes, dudes hustle on every
jewelry truley, beef and brocs mah are very cute
I'm like a can of cambells bitch yeah I'm very
Look the kid done rose, to sleepin with
In my nostril pick my nose, damn bit my toes
We slingin get yah bang it don't forget yah clothes
Lived in 56 and 46 my crows
My grandmaother they grandmother mrs rose
Uncle came gat explode, that case disclose
Cause we'll damage yah ameatuer don't play with
They compose, girls thay get turned to naked hoes
wanna get the boy, hand cuff wrist the boy
Cause I'm the cookie yep chips ahoy!
Ahoy from 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 with me why they fuckin with me huh

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

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

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