Luyện nghe bài hát Fuhgidabowdit

Get the out of here, I'm LL Cool
Soakin' wet with bad in the indoor pool
Yo what am I, an
I bagged your's too

One bad mooley, and you can get pants,
I'm the goat, what I wrote 'cuz and smoke
Think I started on the singin' solo for the Pope
your mama please, get up off her knees

You can't wear yellow wit a ass of cottage cheese
Open shoes, feet smell like collard greens
Toes kriss krossed like she on J. Dupris'
Button your sittin' up like balls in the sand plus
A mouth full of rotten teeth with a in her hand

Who the fuck let you in, all my assistants are
Now I'm lookin' for washed up rapper that I can hire
You some old school nigga wit a bit of attitude
Pay him hundred to fuck a girl in an interlude

You say I'm souped up, well, is good food
So what I scratch my nuts, how the is that wrong
For so glowin', afro
hatin', Jamaican rum sippin'

Kid I'll burp on your girl butt
The honey had my nuts like two red
I'm bananas, out of my mind they won't let me back in
'Cuz I was down before the hype Dusty Rhodes and Bob Backlund

Samartino, Stan Staziak
Now The Rock and Stone Cold are my favorite
The top pluckin', chickens when I'm cluckin'
WWF stands for When and Where we

Fuhgidabowdit, yo kid
Fuhgidabowdit,
Yo,
Yo, ey,
Ey, ey,
Eh,

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
I'm like II Society
I through the drive thru like Kane
Jack you for the cheeseburgers and wings, and datin's too
See my boys down the ride patience too

Bricks, around, snorkel down
Macaroni and cheese Timbs out the orphan house
out, the poison in 'em
Box 'em up in the aisle with the frozen

And niggas that ran
My to get 'em
the heat seekin' flow wit, fo' antennas
Doc's Da Name, why y'all fuck wit me
I'm pocket change, the don't fuck with D

Objective in 'em, Carlo sticka
Check the pen, I write a X was in 'em
grittin', I brawl wit a major league mitten
Where the at
Yo, yo, punk, M me wit him

Fuhgidabowdit, yo,
Ayo nigga,
Yo, yo, yo,
Yo dog,
Yo you heard,
Ayo you me, Fuhgidabowdit
Yo nigga,

Yo, this be the Cool J function, music get my blood
Down for whatever, usually means I'm up to somethin'
Who owe me somethin', them niggas in the back
They rockin' cuffs and, put the eight up,

You know my name, so no need for introduction
I'm Mr. Done it all, so of y'all can do me nothin'
Bitch I'm grown, on that one and bone
Bet me and Queen Bee be swingin' the honey come

get blown, trash get thrown
in headlocks, from this view, I'm Star Jones
I'm red hot just like candy, in '95 won the
Yo, he use it as an now

Niggas can't stand or me, yeah
Either or, funky wild comanchees wit shitty draws
What's that shit, shit, that shit on your lip
I can't wit ya kid, but I'll save ya the clip

Fuhgidabowdit, ayo nigga,
Yo, what the fuck,
Yo, Fuhgidabowdit, uh,
Ayo dog,
can't stand me, Fuhgidabowdit
Still pullin' out pennies,

The I see every day brings tears to my eyes
How I holla at my niggas brings to my cries
Stick niggas for not knowin', teach 'em somethin'
Bitch niggas talkin' 'bout you the streets you frontin'

I never liked you, and you, I don't
So the fuck you think is 'sposed to happen, we gon go
Mono on mono, whatever nigga, I'm gon you
If you pick that afro, I'm gon bust you

Walkin' you was a 'lil nigga 'cuz you is
And don't forget that daddy's gonna love his kids
Crackin' got the nerve to wonder why I rob, why
You guys will live while everybody else'll

That pretty shit is played, fuck what your hold
Break a off somethin', watch a nigga gain fo'
Now you layin' somewhere cold, stiff as
And all that riffin' shit, will get you hit, bitch