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 no love like homie love, baby
I'm G'd up and I'm
And a mellow ghetto breeze on my ass
I'm, saggin', don't wanna die so I'm taggin'

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

Never hit hit a woman,
But I the shit out of a bitch, why you bullshittin'?
If you think a little ahead, you a little ahead, little trick
But I ain't against the grain, not me, not even a little bit

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

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

Get money, why you bullshittin'?
Baby, why you
I get down, why you
Baby, why you

Now the problem nigga?
Whu-what? Yo' lady suck your dick?
for the very low low price
Of a dollars you can use my bitch

And if you act now, man, I'll throw in a ho buff your nad
She to work down there at the Sperm Bank
See, she got fired for on the job
But you know, givin' baby yo' money, be killin' me

Lettin' that disrespect you in front of yo' friends be killin me
Always givin' that bitch dick, killin' me
Goin' through one ear, out the other
bout you feelin' 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 her, I won't take her purse
I just the whole?

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

Now I can tell you how to pimp you a ho
And I can tell you mo' and you won't know
Partner, you over use the pussy?
Me, I'm to hit the news with the pussy
In a survey it's that 9 out of 10 men don't check they styles
But Suga tell your pretty ass to get the fuck 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?
starin' dead at they ass, you won't tell 'em to quit
Now, I whoop they ass, fuck waitin' 'till baby turn her
Lil ol' man come me, trust me
He to run, he gettin' cracked

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

And it don't cost a
I won't knock one chop off yo' plate
If you don't one of mine?
'Cause a gonna be a hoe for real

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

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

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

Don't around, why you bullshittin'?
Yo, Kingpin, why you
I think, Pomona Town, why you
Uhh, that's where I'm from, why you

Get your money, why you
for two, baby, why you bullshittin'?
Uuh, trick, it ain't hard, why you
And you know what? Credit card, why you

Got my baby, why you bullshittin'?
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