Luyện nghe bài hát U Don't Wanna B. D. S.

Ha, it out
It's Bumpy Knuckles baby, also as Freddie Foxxx
right, and I came to check my niggaz De La Soul
See y'all don't really wanna bust dat shit, huh

You know I'm sayin'? So show you niggaz
The super laser gamma ultra killa nigga
You niggaz ain't no
You motherfuckers ain't gonna nobody, nigga

You better keep rhymin',
'Fore I smack the shit outta you, you little sissy
You niggaz real; that's right, it's De La Soul, baby
And Bumpy motherfuckin' Knuckles baby, alright, on

my stats, entire apparat'
Even from the days I had to roll strapped
Wonderin' if I gotta go to that
Zest to rub records from rap and facts

To tracks and stack, one decade
Yeah some got paid, some waved in the
Fact of the matter my will never fade
to keep it all A-grade

So you can stay nourish and flourish with the
some niggaz, I know

If I need a
Bust some fuckin' niggaz to play me crazy
interruptions to my big pay-day
Playin' them guns make them fuckin' leary

But if clearly, merely and surely and, how it's gotta be
I got some niggaz that's ridin' me
So bullshit I'm not buyin' it B
Don't come around thinkin' you can try it me

You wanna bust dat shit
You don't bust dat shit
You don't bust dat shit
You don't bust dat shit

You wanna bust dat shit
You don't bust dat shit
You wanna bust dat shit
You wanna bust dat shit

Shick shick, click a
is where my people headin' at
Innocent are carryin' gats
Now what the fuck is all

Is it 'cause times is like a wire?
shock treated by the crossfire
Ha-siyahh, burn well prepared
To my decision for my livin'

I ain't the one 'Robin', I'm the one
Hip hop driven, and to die for it
Scott LaRock died, man I cried and shit
Then some got rich callin' a woman a bitch

But ain't no woman the one I got
And if you her a bitch well you might get
And I know the feelings is
It's uncivilized and
Crips and bloods are

But you wanna bust dat shit
You don't bust dat shit
You wanna bust dat shit
You don't wanna dat shit

You don't wanna dat shit
You don't wanna bust dat
You wanna bust dat shit
You don't wanna dat shit

Ha ha, you get the motherfuckin' point, huh?
You niggaz get the motherfuckin' point,
That's right so you niggaz is sittin' up in central booking
Crying like bitches,

I'm in the motherfuckin' block
Waitin' for your pussy punk ass
And whoop the shit out of you
For gettin' on a record, actin' like you a fuckin' killer

I'ma show you niggaz what a motherfuckin' all about, huh?
You ain't no motherfucking gangsters
You don't wanna bust that motherfuckin' punk
punch your whole chest cavity out, fagot

You no real nigga, nigga
I'll the shit out of you
you ain't a fuckin' live, nigga
You sittin' in central booking, cryin' a bitch

Waitin' for father to come bail you out
And Freddie Foxxx don't that shit, nigga
That's right, Bumpy motherfucker
And if you know, now you motherfuckin' know

And yo De La, check it out, your motherfuckin' man
And if any one of them niggaz get side windin' with you
Let me know, and I will send niggaz hot ones
I'm a motherfuckin' Mexican, feel me on that one, huh?

'Cause them niggaz know me nigga, me, nigga they know me
The troublemaker, that's right
And De La Soul, is rollin' Bump' Knux' nigga
So what? Tell me,