Luyện nghe bài hát Word Of Mouf (Freestyle)

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

You rollin' on dubs, I right into clubs
Dirtiest home with more 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 I'll be goin' to
Ludacris, fuck like a nigga fresh out of
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 wipe that silly off yo' ass

rap cats is soft like R 'n' B singers
It's 4-Ize, I've worked for and chicken fingers
I reps mo' 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, I'll take 'em however come
Instead of a gun, I'll pull out a stick woodworkin'

The black hacksaw Jim stay lurkin'
Creepin', I'm in the shadows, the
You want the tail in the back or, a light
'Cause Scissorhands is the barber, the butcher
I kill ya smoke a and forget where I put ya
I'm soopafly like Snuka, I hoes
The black rose the dozen attack flows
I rock Shaq's when I alter beast
Power up, get big, disturbin' the peace