Luyện nghe bài hát Word Of Mouf (Freestyle)

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

You rollin' on dubs, I roll right clubs
Dirtiest home with more than ya tub
You think it's all practical and big bloopers
But I smack bitches with no titties that at Hooters
Just get a couple of girls shakin' they thangs
Then I, put 'em on camera and cut two
With some gasoline drawers be goin' to Hell
Ludacris, fuck a nigga fresh out of jail
I got junkyard dawgs, I'm rowdier Rod Piper
And my baby's assed out, 'cause I rub my cars her diapers
So you can for now if you sinned 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 for wings and chicken fingers
I reps mo' parts so Chi-town could get
I'm a dirty bird now but I keep shit
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 from

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