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

Yea. aiyyo Uncle Pat, up the beat just a lil' more for me bruh
Yea. the beat]
This like Frankenstein's baby, yea

[Verse
Busta Rhymes! You know we and in color (color)
Shit hot, but just a little mo' gutter (gutter)
Smash regularly, word to my mother
Show love for the bitches and put it down for my (brudda)
Hot butter funk it rain, close the shutter - violate
Catch it from one of my bitches, (cutter)
Ahh, articulate! Feels so
that I can bless my niggaz with shit they ('ciate)
No y'all niggaz can take a nosedive
Shit so live bitches wanna me a high five (five)
UNGHHH! Fuck it, it is a we hold grands
Get with the program and fuck who love to hold (hands)
shit, way out of order
Fuck shit up leave bitches hot and drippin buckets of water (water)
conduct, will erupt
When the live shit on niggaz do what they wanna (wanna)
Aight bitches, now show yo'

The shit we droppin be sure to get y'all (get the fuck up)
We keep it poppin, feel how the loop is (we keep it boppin)
(we it gangsta muh'fucka)
And it ain't no the way that we gon' do this
Now what you me to say? Say you ain't fuckin with me-ahhhhhhh
(what the fuck, c'mon)

[Verse
Huh, you see I got so much new hot stored
Got you givin me an award, floored a on the come up
Stretched a few, put 'em on they back
And laid 'em stiffer a board, the way I make my niggaz applaud
My price tag, just to show up the
Might be somethin you can't
Make you say the is my shepherd, how we astonish
Move forward on novice niggaz Cedric Ceballos with a hot song
Now niggaz know we on, cock-strong
All niggaz is straight popcorn, AHH!
the trash, comin forth get past lie duke
Pass shorty the big horse ass (ASS)
Now ain't no stoppin how we comin full
Mix the fire with gas, how we put it on smash (smash)
No lie, never deny - so hot we cook the shit well
just like a deep fry; UNNNGHH, snap crackle and pop
we drop and how we keep shit comin
How we maneuver so fly (fly), so high is where we gon' it
Controllin the land, the sea
Now we control the sky; perhaps make niggaz collapse
Make bitches they shit to the floor
And feel the soul up in my raps and your face is the we slap
Make you crash all in your whip when you
I hope your seatbelt's strapped, aight niggaz! Now throw yo' up.

[Busta
Yeah, sound like. the music to Frankenberry or some shit
The fuckin. groovy ghoulies and friends or somethin