Luyện nghe bài hát Call It What U Want

You've now entered the quest to the black
Now you know the reason for the Black theory, ha ha ha
Yes, it has meanings but no matter how you define it
It still comes out black, see it's just a trim
So you can call it you want

Now I clown around, when I around, with the Underground
But when I'm the Mafia we droppin' ya
And if you're a hoe I'll be knockin' ya, baby, why not
You shouldn't jock me 'cause I'm

The group the glock, I love to pop the gun
Coppers get shot, they shouldn't try to stop the
2Pac'll pack a person, pump the
I'm G-Funk, but you can call it what you want

How many times, I gotta ya, don't ignore me
Either be my hoe or hit the do', nothin' for me
(See ya)
why I love to go on tour G

Scores of whores the door, a nigga's naughty
Now, I'm on a forty
So you can call it you want just pass
The blunt and kick it

Well, I am the danger, the danger, similar to a
I rhyme for of conflicts chomp and stomp em while y'all chillin'
In Tokyo, check it as I choke a slow poke
Capped his ass
a half of pound of crepes'll go on Mother's Day

First and fifteenth, way of sayin' it
I got new so trip but it's okay to get your crew
'Cause ooh, I'll send team to the showers
They true and do and rippin' and got the Twin powers

I devour much venom, lunch breaks I em, I just stink
Whaddya think, this is a threat? Just forget it
Come back, you're done black, see Cutty was the
But you'll me the indo when I chop ya with the shopper

Sting ya with the stinger, flex the trigger finger, I you to bits
And I be a kick out of grabbin' the mic and flingin'
Lyrics with the security
I smoke a spliff but I'm not Jamaican, so you let a

Yankee doodle doo, what he hasta, raise my hand and a
Hellafied spell you tell you better ask a
Weatherman he'll and reply, "You shoulda stayed in the house"
'Cause Mon is rain on their parades

Now, the smoke and grab a fool by his throat
And don't let him go he holla, holla, billygoat
Now Money Money B, once said to me
"187, why you be a G?", well

I like to clock big G's, and out all night
And never bout a bitch, 'cause she can't tell me shit
Plus, money is a pimp thang
(What?)
'Cause see if you was in my shoes, be doin' the same

So don't ever ever fuck with, I'm a G-er
'Cause I'm bustin' on a punk, I could never be a customer
Now peep this, 'cause when I'm goin'
The only customers gettin' in the house is the pussy, I freak
They wanna pop that

I em, "Sit down, shut up bitch, and let me kick game"
(Y' know)
hoes always be sayin', they got it goin' on but if they wanna
Get a nigga like me they gotta pay a fee, I am not
The no mack nigga, the planet called, Silk

I'm from the Black Mafia Life, that freaks pimps
Yo, come a sip
Of the psycho mega pimpsome hoesta be a-playa
Now hold up, wait a
Nah, I fucked you bitches on the record, yo
It's like I'm high on a spliff

Me the dope what a man, the myth
(Come)
Mon they wanna see me shit, like I did last year
So I on em, then I coast on em

No, I never never never had a rap
And if you you say
I did it you're to get your neck snapped
So it is, and how it's gonna be
So I the joint, to my man KMG

Well you can call it you want but if you don't
I'm still a nigga with a pimp strut, ooh, a nut
Ah, say you want, I'm workin' for a cha-ohh
alright, you little silly ass hoe

Now you want to rhyme to boo and get tramped
(Get tramped)
Give a to the clinic, ATL's the pimp camp
And see playa, is up for the downstroke
('Cause you skeez-in, you broke)

So toast them hoes like I before
I fuck four bitches a day, and I'm for more
'Cause of scores of hoes be leavin' my house
Like, bam and I'm like,

Now my niggaz done me
The dangerous neighborhood 'cause they know I can
When you up in the morning I only give ya five pushes
I'll be out by your garage, awaitin' behind the
coffee, smoove waitin' to talk see
Like a hoe gigolo should be

See I'm a giant and the rest of them are
Especially when it comes to the bitches and they
A simp nigga hesitate to a tramp but I don't
So ease back on the corner, what you, want