Luyện nghe bài hát Word Of Mouf (Freestyle)

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

You rollin' on dubs, I roll into clubs
Dirtiest with more rings than ya tub
You think it's all practical jokes and big
But I smack bitches no titties that work at Hooters
Just get a of girls that shakin' they thangs
I, put 'em on camera and cut two frames
With some gasoline drawers be goin' to Hell
Ludacris, like a nigga 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 for now if you sinned in the past
"Word of Mouf" time to that silly grin off yo' ass

These rap is soft like R 'n' B singers
4-Ize, I've worked for wings and chicken fingers
I mo' parts so Chi-town could get seen
I'm a bird now but I keep shit clean
I rip niggaz one by one
Or two by two, I'll take 'em however they
of a gun, I'll pull out a stick from 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 blunt and where I put ya
I'm soopafly like Snuka, I smack
The black rose with the attack flows
I rock Shaq's when I alter beast
Power up, get big, disturbin' the peace