Luyện nghe bài hát Word Of Mouf (Freestyle)

Yea-uh, here we go, we go, here 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 with chicken and Liquor
And women that are real life scratch 'n' sniff
I videos and get knobs slobbed in trailers
Then hit and break a leg like Lawrence Taylor
You pricks is all talk, and it's bad for ya
See I ain't gotta say shit, the speaks for itself
With all models I I'm great like five lakes
You got rims on ya Man I got rims in my skates

You rollin' on dubs, I right into clubs
Dirtiest home with rings than ya tub
You think it's all practical jokes and big
But I smack bitches with no titties that work at
Just get a couple of girls that shakin' they
I, put 'em on camera and cut two frames
With gasoline drawers I'll be goin' to Hell
Ludacris, fuck like a nigga out of jail
I got junkyard dawgs, I'm rowdier Rod Piper
And my baby's assed out, 'cause I rub my with her diapers
So you can pray for now if you sinned in the
"Word of Mouf" time to wipe that silly 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 bird now but I keep clean
I rip niggaz one by one
Or two by two, I'll take 'em however they
Instead of a gun, pull out a stick from woodworkin'

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