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

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

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

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

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

Huh, you see I got so new hot shit stored
Got you me an award, floored a couple on the come up
a few, put 'em flat on they back
And laid 'em than a board, the way I make 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 like Cedric Ceballos with a hot

Now niggaz know we rock on,
All y'all is straight popcorn, ahh
Talk the trash, comin' get past lie duke
Pass with the big horse ass
Now ain't no how we comin' full blast
Mix the with gas, that's how we put it on smash
No lie, never deny, so hot we cook the well done
Just like a deep fish fry, snap and pop

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

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

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