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

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

Busta Rhymes, you know we live and in
Shit butter hot, but just a mo' gutter
shit regularly, word to my mother
Show love for the bitches and put it down for my
Hot butter make 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 give me a high five
it, it is a must we hold grands
Get with the program and fuck bitches who love to hold
shit, way out of order
Fuck shit up, leave bitches hot and drippin' buckets of water
Disorderly conduct, will
the live shit, come on niggaz do what they wanna
Aight bitches, now yo' asses

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

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

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

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

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

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