Luyện nghe bài hát Hand On My Nutsac

I got my hand on my burnin 'cross the stage
In a motherfuckin' rage, a animal in a cage
I wrecks like a junkyard fool
Fuck around and getcha that jar, Cool

Yep, me on the motherfuckin' mic-a
Nova, happy to strike like a viper
Who rules the step to the rep that I
For a long, long, long, long, long, long,

I got more flavor than a load of Snickers
Ya punch her by the straps, ya got to kick her, it
That's how it go when ya with a proper
Got my hand on the mic and I'm to let it flow

Coolio locc and I'm to blast
Peter picked a paper, pick a pepper's and I jacked his ass
curse me but they can't hurt me
When I'm doin' dirt, why I show no mercy

I flips the scripts and it's the dips when I
And rock the house for the Bloods and Crips
Danger, danger, ol' gangsta,
Droppin on the

40 Thevz and the band a plan to make some stops
Niggas die on the street but they don't taps
Or 21 gun salute, ain't cahoots
My name ain't Alex but I still got roots

I bang, bang, to the air, now ya dead
It was a black and white thang but now blue and red
This ain't an of Batman, it's more like a Blackman
Slap yo' ass up and I ya for ya Walkman

Niggas on the top and you deserve nothin'
They fightin' punks, their rags is fucked, shouldn't even be bumpin'
Suckas play the back 'cause I'm dope I rap
And my hand's on my motherfuckin' nutsac and it's that

time for me to step so I'm steppin' in deep
I was born a thief so ya know I'm on the
Sucka wanna test me but he can't best me
Buck, buck to the chest and I guess you're

Now I gotta treat ya like a
'Cause you're like butter, you punk motherfucker
but you can call me Boo
I drop da shit on ya lyrics 'cause ya rhyme is doo-doo

Ass, feces, you don't see me
a flashlight 'cause I serve that ass
Word to the motherfuckin'
And you you can't hold me or throw me, so blow me

How many niggas must I stick you get my dift?
And understand not to fuck with this
I never been a stoner, take ya momma and blown her
One stand and once again she's a loner

'Cause I won't be played out, out, laid out
She only gave it up she thought I had some crack
And I be strayed by a lame ass dame
my dollars in my pockets 'cause I'm hip to ya game

Hoes be like they love me but they only wanna fuck me
And suck me but don't me
Back up off me hooker 'cause I won't be
Go find you another motherfucker, you can it

I gots to keep these niggas like ping-pong
And hit 'em like King Kong, they singin' the song
93 is the year and yes I'm gettin'
Gave a shot to the 121 they my niggas

Scotty B shotgun, boom, he got one
Only God knows if he'll a hot one
Knick-knack, paddy-wack, in the back
And my hand's on my motherfuckin' and it's like that

I got my on my nutsac, na na na na na na
I got my on my nutsac, na na na na na na
I got my hand on my nutsac, na na na na na na and it's like