Luyện nghe bài hát Why They

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

100 million dollars lovely dame and big
Shots to wayne and big
No need yah dig
Somone come this kid
He a fraud, the morg, gone claim his wig
Wanna be famous? well the game is rigged is harlem
Were we scramble crack, beef handle that
Melt them down to candle wax, pump water we backs
Not camel toes, sandal cat do jack
Place a order well cancel that set it
Any problems baby, come to baby
We drive several coupes, orange cherry coupes
Girls ball like cheryl swoopes, dudes on every stoop
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 roaches
In my nostril pick my nose, mice bit my toes
We get yah ratchet bang it don't forget yah clothes
Lived in 56 and 46 my crows
My grandmaother they grandmother mrs rose
Uncle came down gat explode, that case
Cause we'll damage yah ameatuer don't play with
They compose, nice girls thay get turned to naked
They wanna get the boy, hand cuff the boy
Cause I'm the monster yep chips ahoy!
Ahoy from over they ship the toys

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

See my mind designa dump, pump when I find the
I'm a lift him ten feet she 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 line and
I keep loaded guns, for every five
My throw me one, you don't know me son
Like I rhymin, I'm just a thug shinin
And leave the club blinded, by the damn diamond

I hug the block, it hug me
Yeah it trust I'm grindin, I told my
Now look at my watch love my
stop, drop it, dog you not poppin
When I'm a stop frontin, when yah mom coppin
Shit you not rockin, watchin, glock cocked
Dots shots in, em re-run he pop lockin
When I stop his heart with head shots
Better yet he barney rubble, he in bed
Yeah you know we dead, when the grass is
And the suits is black, and the red
That's the of death baby boy go to bed
And I kiss 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, duck down, the right
the gat out two shots, peace goodnight

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