Luyện nghe bài hát Shut Yo Face (uncle Fucka)

(Terrance and Phillip)
U-N-C-L-E fuck you, Fucka....Do right!

Hey, hey
ugh
Slip-n-slide, nigga...

(Chorus x2)
fucka whatcha say? MOTHERFUCKER!
Shut yo face

(Verse 1, Daddy)
Everybody be the big boy
king with the biggest names in the game
In the wood grains big big chains
big things on the big
Motherfuckers done lost brain
This shit ain't fun, the bullshit ain't
Gonna to get the gun now, gotta learn how to run now
you the one now
That they be bout when they hanging out
to play ya how to drain you out
Two shots you out, tried to slide in the game, you out
Think it's the about, sheit
Ask or repeat anybody you know used to be big in the day
They probably been in the grave or ?? from the of the cage
Them is dead

(Chorus x2)

(Verse 2, Trina)
Did I approve for you to to me?
Motherfuckers you, hell, I preach it to 'em
First I teach 'em no psychic, bitch, hell I reach it to 'em
No bus no fuss dogg, no in the Lex, dogg
Don't see no checks dogg, and stop when it's wet, dogg
But you could bet
That you don't no hoe that'll hide the work
Two clips inside the purse, me I'ma ride you first
fuck hard till the bursts, but umm...
I need my Lee tight figero
White with the X and O's
You putas betta know is a betta hoe
Oh you know?

(Verse 3, Daddy)
Y'all betta quit fucking with me, I ain't got too much to
I got a lot to prove, so fuck motherfuckers and
Gotta get the dough, it up till I pay my dues
And break the rules, Motherfuckers that is trying to me down
you can hold me down
Hoes didn't know me, bet they ass me now
Since I'm in now
Bitches, I play 'em and hoes, I lay with 'em
And women, I just kiss 'em while unzipping they
And run up in 'em
These bitches all the same
These they all for change
bitches got game

(Chorus x2)

(Verse 4, Daddy)
If it ain't 'bout bread, save
Broke bitches wanna know why I say
If the going is right and not too high
Goddammit, I'll pay
I want two or or four of 'em
So um, I get my nigga to throw 'em
See my hoes get my flow on
With dough you go wrong
I roll killas, niggas that count the dough and know
Never to trust a hoe, niggas
That'll shoot yo ass, yo ass
My overtime niggas be it
My doggs on the bow having it
Plus down south niggas got
when you raise the day you be savages

(Chorus x4)