Luyện nghe bài hát Spittin'

Woke up in the A.M., out of my cranium
Gotta take a shit, took a dump in the
Flushed the toilet, hit the
Snatched a fit up out the
Miles of a '96 broom handle, hangin' out my drawers

You niggas better feel me I got patrons to
Nigga got to starts pay props will
my trunk against my medley
An' ya do dirt, fuck you on my way to see Miss Chiminey
'Cause Chiminey is a good friend of me

She to go ah, downtown
She likes it when I, pound
Here's a bitch
Call me uh-Barney Rubble stick the beast down, so duck
Had the pussy bubbles

Scratchin' the paint off up of the
Pickin' off in them drawers, rebel without a
She could a gnat sting, swimmin' in Niagara Falls
Now no matter meal, managin' the place
All up in the tall can face

Streets make you broke, Forty Water no joke
Make way, say hey, my display
Buck the shit till your busts
(Buck the shit ya tape busts)
And you's a bitch if you got no clit
(And you's a if you ain't got no clit)

40 a forty to the fuckin' dome
And now they got me on the microphone
40 a forty to the fuckin' dome
And now got me spittin' on the microphone, beeitch
Drunker than a motherfucker spittin' that

rank, nigga poor
Scratch scratch taller than Bol
Cash rules around me
40 why they, why get the money
Oh me baby, gon' be no catchin', bet ya catch before 40 7-11
Ah big said a step man, can't win
(Uh)

1-Luv to my niggaz in the yo
swoll, bulkin' up, drinkin' pruneau
Y'all stay the same, got some extra I think I need a drink
The waiter got me fuckin me right in here
Bitches sooner I think the LAPD's on crack man
They shot my Tone Tucker in the back man

Prejudiced
What niggaz need to do is fuck a-lo key now
the fuh-ah fuckin' spot, ain't nothin' wrong?
(Squash it)
Hang with tactical edged easy
(Staple?)

To be converted to
as righteous, make them po-po's like us
(Righteous)
Drink me, second base and I'm gone for home
I a 40 to the fuckin' dome

40 a forty to the fuckin' dome
And now got me spittin' on the microphone
40 took a forty to the fuckin'
And now got me spittin' on the microphone, beeitch
Drunker a motherfucker spittin' that shit

I ain't no so don't call me hostess
(I no guide)
(Hostess)
Nigga you know I'm all open to explosives
(I'ma explode)
Let tha bed bugs bite, sleep

Be ready for the tip-toein' at night
I open em for risk
(When I it for risk)
Smokin' somethin' for the hatest instigator
(Terminator trader)
Nigga just bought from

Tyler lookin' for all some of that fit, ya admit
Nigglet your life is set why you ungreatful
You better get somewhere where they you at
life is set why you ungrateful motherfucka
I've been strugglin' strivin' so hard to my shit obese
(Uh)

back and forth
(Uh)
Bear to grit my teeth, click, Northern California
I feed ass, with my ambitiousness about the fuckin' bumble
Lookin' ambitious as the bumble
off car alarms

My ain't nothin' humble
say wassup to some niggaz on my team
(Gotta say wassup)
Niggaz like and Nicky motherfuckin' Green
(Motherfuckin' Green)

40 took a to the fuckin' dome
And now got me spittin' on the microphone
40 took a forty to the fuckin'
And now they got me on the microphone, beeitch
than a motherfucker spittin' that shit