Luyện nghe bài hát Word Of Mouf (Freestyle)

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

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You see I live a life filled with chicken and Malt
And that are real life scratch 'n' sniff stickers
I videos and get knobs slobbed in trailers
Then hit and break a leg like Lawrence Taylor
You pricks is all talk, and bad for ya health
See I ain't gotta say shit, the speaks for itself
With all models I I'm great like five lakes
You got on ya truck? Man I got rims in my skates

You rollin' on dubs, I roll right into
Dirtiest home more rings than ya tub
You think it's all jokes and big bloopers
But I smack with no titties that work at Hooters
Just get a couple of girls that shakin' they
I, put 'em on camera and cut two frames
With some gasoline drawers I'll be goin' to
Ludacris, fuck like a fresh 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 in the past
"Word of Mouf" to wipe that silly grin off yo' ass

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

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