Luyện nghe bài hát Wise Ass

( 1 )
I love a stunt that's down to cocaine
A cunt big cock sucking lips and no brain
A pussy you couldn't shoot up or
Car jack you a cop in pursuit of a thug
Spittin' out like I up a bug
That shottin' thru of a
And as for dolly partons I'm the to fuck her juggs
I grew up in a place, brooklyn
run up on you and say, "gimme the loot, dickface!"
Got an for destruction like parasites
Kicked in your face, so bloody I up my new pair of nikes
Damn! they over 100 bucks, oh well!
in your grill, I'm more fucked than a hundred sluts
The white dolamite, I see janet jackson
Deep throat the mic, it's right
You're a snake, you known a bite, you're bright
When dynamite rammed up ass and you explode it nice, blam!

( )
Met the and spit in his grill
Told him I'm running son chill and you're the next I'll kill
You're know your dead when you your soul for bread
Life's funny like a bitchass with a in his head

( 2 )
Clock you like a bo
I'll stab your sockets like a
you can't see shit,
Like on the toilet bowl with the lights closed
below me, homey you don't know me
You wanna me
Treat me like a and blow me
Worship my grammer, skiis,
Get on cock suckin' knees,
to me like hammer
I get my dick, right your girl
diss the second I see a tit, with bigger tits
So many look sultry, insult me
How dare you ask me not to cheat adultary
I'm like poultry, got a close-up of your grill, it repulsed me (ewww)
To be truthful, you're ass is only
And what the you got to say?
rip your intestines out your ass
And poke your man with a block away
You hesitant bitch, you've never sick
You got a cock in mouth like that 'dead president' flick
You want me to rhyme, will you do for me?
You get your girl to dick, and I'll rap for you for free
Money is simple, my income
The beats get up like montell williams nipple
Honey I'll it real with you,
Have your pants off, you, and then say "i ain't feelin' you!"
Woman don't understand me, can't shut off a
I've seen lorena bobbit in the street and cut off a
Paybacks a bitch, so bitch pay with back
Before I fuck a slut I know what's pay rate in a crack
The human head, is quite
Your mouth should a very interesting urinal

( )
Met the devil and in his grill
Told him I'm running hell son chill and you're the next I'll
You're your dead when you sell your soul for bread
funny like a bitchass with a hole in his head (die!)

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 6, 6, 7, 7, 7, 8, nineteen-ninety-nine!
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 6, 6, 7, 7, 7, 8, nineteen-ninety-nine!

Motherfuckers...
Yeah...
shit....
Bitch...
You can die...
my song...
yourself...
Die bitch, motherfucker, and all...