Luyện nghe bài hát Muthafuckka Up

YMCMB, rawest niggas it
School for the blind, I don't see these niggas it
I'm doing it and doing it and it well
Niggas wanna test me boy, who fail?
Hit you like a bitch, yeah saved by the bell
If you scared, go to church see you in hell
And your girl, she a flip, give me heads or
Everybody fake so I got for sale
Gunpowder the air
Rappers shittin' on theyself, you smell the fear
And these bitches laying flowers cause the is near
this is the new flavour in ya ear
Niggas softer baby hair
Why you acting tough, you work at Build-a-bear
I'ma a dealer all my girls in deuce and pairs
I'm in the building I construct so this muthaf-cker up
What the you beezy's want
I'm ready to hump the car I it ele-phunk
in the front
Man she me good brain cause she feel dumb
I just keep going like the bunny I feel numb
Yeah these want it
I put my on it
That 110 Sup', that Caliornia
Niggas want beef, call me Tony
You potatoes on the
Lazy why you aint even trying
or die trying, why you niggas aint died yet?
Wings tattoo forever on some fly shit
And I'm with the business peon with a ty clip
Stay on the yeah I'ma trip
Probably up in chillin like Parliaments
got a boner, you could say I'm on some harder shit
Bout to make the buss'

(Mic muthaf-cka up)
[Nicki
Okay, really I get
I get money like a
She aint gon' win the war but swear that a trip
You see how the get to dancing
Yeah, ya money short, get some pants and
I be with a nigga with a big ol'
Yeah I like them balls you be shooting bricks
F-ck you in the for?
Bitch we up sippin' this game four
'em listen, couple bad bitches's
Out in Kingston kicking up bricks and
bitch I pay ya pension
Oh you say I don't pay attention
these niggas want it
I put my on it
You the tattoo's got Nicki initials on it
I put the pussy on 'em, cook 'em a pot
pull off in the Ghost
Bitch I do the

What the funk you want?
It aint your turn, have my money
like Big worm
Can't see you niggas, you like a little
Bitches know I'm excellent Mr Burns
See my dick like Butter
Baby churn and ya girl me fo'shure
That aint concern
She forgot about her man, she will never learn
On a mic I die, RIP chick huh
Yessir, colder than the
Winter than a Will Smith T-Shirt
These spurts coming through King and a hearse
Ask later, shoot first, got shooters like
it hurts leave you losers bruised up
Bruce Lee
Toe from the up though
Duck, rubber now you like oh shucks
Tell the neighbours I don't a f-ck