Luyện nghe bài hát Why U Bullshittin?

So pay attention,
Pay
Our Father, who art in
gave me a beat, now Pomona's on the set, now

Get money, why you bullshittin'?
Baby, why you

Mama tries but there ain't no love like homie love,
I'm G'd up and I'm
And a mellow ghetto breeze on my ass
'Cause I'm, saggin', don't wanna die so I'm

Now I see my baby cryin'
I can't explain how it me
I'm tryin' papers she fill it in
Ya see in order for me to win, I lose sometimes, baby
I know I'm wrong but I'ma it, now I

hit hit a woman, naha
But I slapped the out of a bitch, why you bullshittin'?
If you think a little ahead, you gets a little ahead, trick
But I ain't goin' the grain, not me, not even a little bit

Bet she didn't tell you she used to be my hoe,
Yeah nigga, she sold that for me, in Pomona
You better some of this night time sticky icky head
'Fore she realize I'm tryin' to get rich with Quik
Why you

Suga is lovely and pretty as I can be
Perms simpler than Charlotte
deep as Redonda Beach
you to

Get your money, why you
Baby, why you
I get down, why you
Baby, why you

Now the problem nigga?
Whu-what? Yo' won't suck your dick?
'Cause for the low low price
Of a hundred dollars you can use my

And if you act now, man, throw in a ho that'll buff your nad
She used to work down there at the Sperm
See, she got fired for on the job
But you ain't know, givin' baby yo' money, be me

Lettin' bitch disrespect you in front of yo' friends be killin me
Always givin' that bitch some dick, me
through one ear, comin' out the other
Talkin bout you me

Now, tell me where my love at
'Cause I'ma tell you you're wrong at
I'll be in but I break, not me, no matter
If I'm broker than her, I won't her purse
I just the whole?

Shit! And at that you broke, been broke, be broke
Wanna see me broke, but ho, really doe
I, tell a lie? She tell a lie
Sit there with a straight On one anothers lives

Now I can tell you times how to you a ho
And I can tell you mo' and you still know
Partner, you wanna over use the
Me, I'm tryin' to hit the with the pussy
In a survey it's that 9 out of 10 men don't check they styles
But Suga Free'll tell your pretty ass to get the out

And get my money, why you
Baby, why you
I get down, why you
Baby, why you

Bitch get yo' damn kid, you see him tearin' up my shit?
She's starin' dead at they ass, you won't 'em to quit
Now, I whoop they ass, fuck 'till baby turn her back
Lil ol' man sock me, trust me
He tryin' to run, he cracked

I want you but I really don't you, bitch
all you do is eat, burp and fuck and talk that shit
And tell yo' kids I they motherfuckin' daddy
What-what? Yo' medi fly?
'Cause look like they been eatin' cabbage

And it cost a dime
I won't knock one pork chop off yo'
If you don't knock one of
a hoes gonna be a hoe for real

Quit jockin' her youse a snack, she lookin' for a meal
And I ain't tryin' to be your friend
Buddy, buddy, thats my partner, that cool, and all that shit
Sayin, "I won't be afraid, I won't go
I'll play like I'm wake, I'll in my place
Please let me stay, hold to my grave"

So how you wanna handle Baby we'll dismantle this
And we blows you out like a trick
Ha ha ha ha ha haa
And we you out like a candle trick

Man, get money, why you bullshittin'?
Baby, why you
Believe me, I get down, why you
hat's right, baby, why you

fuck around, why you bullshittin'?
Yo, Kingpin, why you
I think, Pomona Town, why you
Uhh, where I'm from, why you bullshittin'?

Get your money, why you
for two, baby, why you bullshittin'?
Uuh, trick, it hard, why you bullshittin'?
And you know Credit card, why you bullshittin'?

Got my money baby, why you
Ahh, god damn, why you
Free, I get down, why you bullshittin'?
Suga Free, Black Tone, don't be
for life, ahh, I get down for life, oh