Luyện nghe bài hát You Ain't Fuckin' Wit Me

Yea, aiyyo uncle pat, up the beat just a lil' more for me bruh
Yea, this like Frankenstein's baby, yea

Busta Rhymes, you we live and in color
Shit butter hot, but a little mo' gutter
Smash shit regularly, to my mother
Show love for the bitches and put it down for my
Hot butter funk it rain, close the shutter, violate
Catch it from one of my bitches,
Ahh, articulate, so great
That I can bless my niggaz with shit they

No jive niggaz can take a nosedive
Shit so live bitches wanna give me a high
Fuck it, it is a must we grands
Get with the program and fuck bitches who love to hands
shit, way out of order
Fuck up, leave bitches hot and sweaty drippin' buckets of water
Disorderly conduct, erupt
When the live shit, come on niggaz do they wanna
Aight bitches, now yo' asses

The shit we droppin' be sure to get y'all
We it poppin', feel how gangsta the loop is
And it ain't no the way that we gon' do this
Now what you want me to Say you ain't fuckin' with me

Huh, you see I got so much new hot stored
Got you givin' me an award, floored a couple on the up
a few, put 'em flat on they back
And laid 'em stiffer than a board, the way I my niggaz applaud
My price tag, just to show up the
Might be you can't afford
you say the lord is my shepherd, how we astonish
Move forward on novice niggaz Cedric Ceballos with a hot song

Now niggaz we rock on, cock-strong
All y'all is straight popcorn, ahh
Talk the trash, comin' forth get lie duke
Pass shorty with the big ass
Now ain't no stoppin' how we full blast
Mix the fire with gas, that's how we put it on
No lie, never deny, so hot we the shit well done
Just like a deep fry, snap crackle and pop

What we drop and how we keep comin'
How we maneuver so fly, so high is where we take it
the land, controllin' the sea
Now we control the whole sky, make niggaz collapse
Make shake they shit to the floor
And feel the soul up in my raps and your face is the gutter we
Make you crash all in your when you drive
I hope seatbelt's strapped, aight niggaz, now throw yo' hands up

The shit we droppin' be to get y'all movin'
We keep it poppin', feel how the loop is
And it ain't no stoppin' the way that we do this
Now you want me to say? Say you ain't fuckin' with me

Yeah, sound like the music to Frankenberry or some shit
The fuckin' ghoulies and friends or somethin'