Luyện nghe bài hát Fuhgidabowdit

[ll j]
Get the fuck out of here, I'm ll
Soakin wet bad bitches in the indoor pool

Yo what am i, an

'cause I bagged too
One bad mooley, and you can get pants,
I'm the g.o.a.t., what I wrote cause and smoke
Think I started on the choir solo for the pope
Tell mama please, get up off her knees
You can't yellow spandex wit a ass of cottage cheese
toed shoes, feet smell like collard greens
Toes *kriss krossed* she on j. dupris' team
Button your sittin up like balls in the sand plus
A full of rotten teeth with a dildo in her hand
Who the let you in, all my assistants are fired
Now I'm for some washed up rapper that I can hire
You know some old school nigga wit a bit of
Pay him to fuck a girl in an interlude
You say I'm souped up, well, soup is good
So what I my nuts, how the fuck is that wrong
For so glowin, pickin
S-curl hatin, jamaican rum

[method
Kid I'll burp on girl buttcheeks

The had my nuts like two red beets
I'm banannas, out of my fuckin they won't let me back in
'cause I was down before the hype like dusty and bob backlund
samartino, stan staziak
Now the and stone cold are my favorite maniacs
The top rooster pluckin, when I'm cluckin
Wwf stands for and where we fuckin

Yo kid


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 and chicken wings, and datins too
See my boys down the crack patience too
Bricks, walk around, snorkel
Maccaroni and cheese timbs broke out the house
out, the poison in 'em
Box 'em up in the aisle with the dinners

man]
And niggas that ran...

My to get 'em
the heat seekin flow wit, fo' antennas
Doc's da name, that's why fuck wit me
I'm change, the bums don't fuck with d
Objective in 'em, inspection 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

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

[method
Yo, this be the cool j function, music get my blood
Down for whatever, which usually I'm up to somethin
Who owe me somethin, them in the back frontin
rockin cuffs and, put the eight up, rappercussion
You my name, so there's no need for introduction
I'm mr. done it all, so none of can do me nothing
Bitch I'm grown, puffin on that one and
Bet me and queen bee be swingin til the come
Backs get blown, trash get
In headlocks, from view, I'm fuckin star jones
I'm red hot just like candy, in '95 won the

Yo, he use it as an now

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

Ayo nigga,
Yo, what the fuck,
Yo,
Uh,
Ayo dog, fuhgidabowdit growl]
Bitches can't stand me, fuhgidabowdit growl]
pullin out pennies, fuhgidabowdit [dmx growl]

The shit I see day brings tears to my eyes
How I at my niggas brings ears to my cries
Stick for not knowin, then teach 'em somethin
Bitch niggas talkin bout you from the you frontin
I never you, and you, I don't know
So what the you think is 'sposed to happen, we gon go
Mono on mono, whatever nigga, I'm gon you
If you can't pick afro, I'm gon bust you
Walkin like you was a lil 'cause you is
And don't forget daddy's gonna always love his kids
Crackin niggas got the nerve to why I rob, why
You guys will live while else'll starve
That shit is played, fuck what your name hold
Break a nigga off somethin, watch a nigga fo'
Now you layin cold, stiff as shit
And all riffin shit, mens will get you hit, bitch