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 you want now now now now

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You see I live a life filled chicken and Malt Liquor
And women that are life scratch 'n' sniff stickers
I shoot videos and get slobbed in trailers
Then hit stage and break a leg like Taylor
You pricks is all talk, and bad for ya health
See I ain't gotta say shit, the money speaks for
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 into
Dirtiest home with rings than ya tub
You think it's all jokes and big bloopers
But I smack bitches with no titties that work at
Just get a couple of girls that shakin' they
Then I, put 'em on 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 than Rod
And my baby's assed out, 'cause I rub my cars with her
So you can pray for now if you sinned in the
"Word of Mouf" time to wipe silly grin off yo' ass

These rap is soft like R 'n' B singers
It's 4-Ize, I've worked for wings and chicken
I reps mo' so Chi-town could get seen
I'm a dirty bird now but I keep shit
I rip niggaz one by one
Or two by two, I'll take 'em however come
of a gun, I'll pull out a stick 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 Scissorhands is the barber, the butcher
I kill ya smoke a and forget where I put ya
I'm soopafly like Snuka, I smack
The black rose the dozen attack flows
I rock Shaq's when I alter beast
Power up, get big, it's disturbin' the