Luyện nghe bài hát Word Of Mouf (Freestyle)

Yea-uh, we go, here we go, here we go
Talk about word of Mouf baby
Yeuh, yeuh yeuh yeuh yeuh! Here we go, 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 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 Lawrence
You pricks is all talk, and bad for ya health
See I ain't gotta say shit, the money speaks for
With all models I make I'm like five lakes
You got rims on ya truck? Man I got in my skates

You on dubs, I roll right into clubs
home with more rings than ya tub
You think it's all practical and big bloopers
But I bitches with no titties that work at Hooters
Just get a of girls that shakin' they thangs
Then I, put 'em on and cut two frames
some 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 with her diapers
So you can pray for now if you in the past
"Word of Mouf" time to wipe that silly off yo' ass

These rap is soft like R 'n' B singers
4-Ize, I've worked for wings and chicken fingers
I reps mo' so Chi-town could get seen
I'm a dirty bird now but I shit clean
I rip niggaz one by one
Or two by two, I'll 'em however they come
Instead of a gun, I'll pull out a stick woodworkin'

The hacksaw Jim Duggin 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 a blunt 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
Power up, get big, it's disturbin' the