Luyện nghe bài hát U Stank

Luscious bitch, she is
But it's not nice to fool Nature
The proud mother of God, all hoes
Is, is of her own shadow

Who is this young big tawny
Who wish to be queen for a
Who sacrifice the great grandsons
An' daughters of her mother?

By suckin' their brain their ability
To think was
By pimpin' instincts until they were fat
an' strung out
An' her right to be kept queen of the
Who is this

You get somethin' for when you got to get the gas
Spit the game in her ear, her get on the ave
mind manipulation in every situation
There's a an' a ho
Somebody roll this Dayton

Takin' the way
While the other say it should be this way
one are you? 'Cause I was 'Born to Mack'
Since the day of my birth, I was to that

the P I M P that's in me
You envy, how I make ten G's
An' never lift a finger, you wanna bring a
to the show an' get your clown, Jerry Springer

Blame the consumers, how I look at
just another day in a hooker's life
With no tricks, there's no
It's like drugs with no fiends, sex with no

Down with the P Funk, F U N
Down the P Funk, P U
with the P Funk, F U N K
Why

Let's funk until they it
(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank)
Let's funk until they it

I through, the party was packed
I saw three top notches, the was rats
I could smell it, I first touched down
I saw yo' bitch, she wanna fuck now

Quit actin' scared I just might get her
Spend the night wit her, spend my life wit her
My is runnin' game
But this ain't hide an' go get it, I playin'

I'm on a constant of panties
She she had a man, I said, Bitch, can he
Stick to ya, give ya long slow strokes
Or beat your pussy up it smokes?

Young girl lookin' brand new, told me her man do
Fake-ass nigga, she can't you
I took advantage of her, nigga, you
I know bitches, I know what to do

I fat girls, I had plenty
Black an' white, or skinny
If you me, I won't change my mind
I can't you, I told you that the last time

Let's funk 'em, funk 'em
they smell it
Let's 'em 'til they smell it
Bitch, funk 'em 'til they smell it
(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank)

funk 'em 'til they smell it
Jump yo' ass in the tub, u
Miss me with that
(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank)
Miss me with that shit,

Now, it
A case of the miss me with that
me with that shit, somethin' stink

Well, I might be young but I in Cristal
Bitches, they know the name, sling dick pistol
Cuff your bitch now we put her on tape
With some dick on her face, gimme a taste

Fuck the rest of these an' bitches
That's like niggaz, man, fuck that
I'ma that nigga, I'm beyond that nigga
If you ain't packin' a then run, my nigga

we been to known to rip shit up
So keep yo' up
'Fore you lames get plucked, you the fuck up
Shut the up 'fore I bust two at your truck
Draped in all black, two in the Coupe, you duck

Who's that lookin' through my window? Blaow, now
You better lay it down
B A B Y, D C
Virtual pimpin', we in 3-D

Miss me with that
Yeah, that ain't no

with the P Funk, F U N K
(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank)
Why Beotch
Down with the P Funk, F U N K, u
with the P Funk, F U

Down the P Funk, F U N K
(U stank)
Why
P Funk, F U N
(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank)
Down the P Funk, P U
(U stank, bitch)

Jump yo' ass in the tub, u
I smell ya, u
Oh, it's so funky u stank, beotch
yo' ass in the tub, u stank

Now you got me talkin'
So just color me like a
Peanut bitin' on my
While I'm spillin' nigga

Nigga got a of babblin' broken English
So make an American African nigga be distinguished
Perceivin' me to be somewhat a nigga?
an AK 47, a millimeter

Don't need a fresh on my jock shootin' drag
Gettin' paid hoe, go rush cash
You went to school to still run in the
Back in the day, you know a raw like me don't play

I'ma B L A C K black-ass nigga
Suck my dick an' it bigger
As I walk into the party, I my goatin' ass
You see him an' you love him, you go, hoe, hug him

Walkin' around here with lips curled, makin' me sick
Actin' like you got class, here Sheba Makeba
I naw, disagree
She was a the bitch, bitch, I bet I'll beat yo' ass

In a minute, I'm a
I'm a nigga, I don't give a
Jam is biggerer,
You a but I am nigga-er
This is to be, spit it,

Hey, did you get that shit on
Oh, my God, that is cold, dawg
You see my pockets stay full, stay empty
You say I look Kunta
Blue ain't shit jack, I'm blacker than that
Jet black, yeah, I do crack

You an' your will get checked
I no respect for a skeezer
slap her in her muh'fuckin' face
An' it won't disgrace this
Oh, yes, oh, my God
Nigga, you got shit done