Luyện nghe bài hát Why They

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

Harlem 100 dollars lovely dame and big
Shots to wayne and big
No need 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 crack, beef come handle that
Melt them down to wax, pump water we camel backs
Not camel toes, cat can't do jack
Place a order well that jaffe set it
Any problems baby, come to baby
We drive several coupes, gray orange coupes
Girls ball like cheryl swoopes, dudes hustle on every
Your truley, beef and brocs mah are very cute
I'm like a can of cambells bitch yeah I'm soup
Look the kid done rose, to with roaches
In my pick my nose, damn mice bit my toes
We slingin get yah ratchet bang it don't yah clothes
Lived in 56 and 46 live my
My grandmaother faught grandmother mrs rose
Uncle came down gat explode, case disclose
we'll damage yah ameatuer don't play with pros
They compose, nice girls thay get to naked hoes
They wanna get the boy, hand wrist the boy
I'm the cookie monster yep chips ahoy!
Ahoy from over they ship the toys

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

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

I hug the block, it hug me
it trust I'm grindin, I told my watch
Now look at my watch my timin
Name stop, drop it, dog you not
When I'm a stop frontin, when yah mom coppin
Shit you not rockin, stop watchin, cocked
Dots shots in, call em he pop lockin
I stop his heart with some head shots
Better yet he rubble, he in bed rock
Yeah you we dead, when the grass is green
And the is black, and the roses red
That's the 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 you it won't be polite,
You mad I'm stylin on you, duck down, the right
the gat out two shots, peace goodnight

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