Luyện nghe bài hát Word Of Mouf (Freestyle)

Yea-uh, here we go, here we go, we go
Talk that word of Mouf baby
Yeuh, yeuh yeuh yeuh! Here we go, here we go
Ludacris, 4-Ize, D E what you now now now now

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You see I live a life filled chicken and Malt Liquor
And women that are real life scratch 'n' sniff
I shoot and get knobs slobbed in trailers
Then hit stage and break a leg like Lawrence
You pricks is all talk, and it's bad for ya
See I ain't gotta say shit, the money for itself
With all models I make I'm great like lakes
You got rims on ya truck? Man I got rims in my

You rollin' on dubs, I roll right clubs
Dirtiest home more rings than ya tub
You think it's all jokes and big bloopers
But I smack bitches no titties that work at Hooters
Just get a of girls that shakin' they thangs
I, put 'em on camera and cut two frames
With some drawers I'll be goin' to Hell
Ludacris, fuck like a nigga out of jail
I got dawgs, I'm rowdier than Rod Piper
And my baby's out, 'cause I rub my cars with her diapers
So you can pray for now if you sinned in the
"Word of Mouf" time to that silly grin off yo' ass

These rap is soft like R 'n' B singers
It's 4-Ize, I've worked for wings and fingers
I mo' parts so Chi-town could get seen
I'm a bird now but I keep shit clean
I rip meanface one by one
Or two by two, take 'em however they come
Instead of a gun, I'll out a stick from woodworkin'

The black hacksaw Jim stay lurkin'
Creepin', I'm in the shadows, the
You want the tail in the back or, a fade?
Tony Scissorhands is the barber, the butcher
I kill ya smoke a and forget where I put ya
I'm soopafly Snuka, I smack hoes
The black rose with the attack flows
I rock clothes when I alter beast
Power up, get big, it's the peace