Luyện nghe bài hát Word Of Mouf (Freestyle)

Yea-uh, we go, here we go, here we go
Talk about that word of Mouf
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 with chicken and Malt Liquor
And women are real life scratch 'n' sniff stickers
I shoot videos and get slobbed in trailers
Then hit stage and break a leg like Taylor
You is all talk, and it's bad for ya health
See I ain't say shit, the money speaks for itself
all models I make I'm great like five lakes
You got rims on ya truck? Man I got rims in my

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

These rap cats is soft like R 'n' B
It's 4-Ize, I've worked for wings and fingers
I reps mo' parts so Chi-town could get
I'm a dirty 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 pull out a 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 like Snuka, I smack hoes
The rose with the dozen attack flows
I rock Shaq's clothes I alter beast
Power up, get big, disturbin' the peace