Luyện nghe bài hát Wuditlooklike

Wuditlooklike, to all you trick
And you punk ass niggaz out
I'm talkin to you live from
We're From the Dark Side
It's two thousand degrees down this motherfucker
But the just don't stop
As we y'all fat roly-poly asses on another journey
To the

Wuditlooklike? I wipe off my sweat
Verbally I'm untouchable like Elliot
To the best of my ability I rock any
And fuck the yellow I smoke buddha out deliveries
I'm just as as the fuckin friendly skies
When I'm, open, you even see my chinky eyes
Cause the buddha I smoke, is no joke, when I'm
Then I wet it, then you be like -- that be soaked
I'm saggin my Kani
And two black guys when I get busy the L.I
Well I, swing it back and forth a leaf
Without I flow like the B.Q.E
But I can pass niggaz straight out of
leave em huffin and puffin like first day at Lemans class
PPP, got the glocks and
And Def Squad always got some fly on deck

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The Funk Doctor Spock blow the watt your box
I come than Treach, you bet about callin the cops
Because (this type of you don't hear on the regular)
six seven eight nine ten (to eleven ta)
Knew my style got powers than Cocoon
Zoom focus, I drop the mic and leave it smokin
When I'm vexed, my concepts like effect
Verbal blow to the next ep
I'm robbin your with antilogical, phenomical
Suicidal with lethal type funk spread your
Straight up the up plus I max like a beta
Boy I fuck your head up like a that's laced up
The boogie verbalist,
I get open with, puttin scannings on the soloist
My style reachin down like Ike, switch up dykes and
You'll be your psychologist wuditlooklike

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Wuditlooklike suckers, punk
Bitches be actin funny, don't wanna me no love 'cause
think I'm crazy and like mentally sick
Ahhh, give em the then they quiver like fish, then I
Smoke a pound of a day, and yo
Some bitches say, I'm the like Maceo
I don't be I just beez the funk disease
That leave MC's, like Sam Sneed
The funkindominal, I bring drama to any
Rock three-sixty-five, twenty-four, through
other shit, makes them other ship, flip
Funk ridiculous, inconspicous with
A-uhhm, oh-seven-one-oh-three's where I
Been gettin dumb, every Harlem World used to jump
And that's for all them hardrock niggaz comin in flocks
I bust off the glock for the hood and the

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