Luyện nghe bài hát Who They Want

Attention, we gotta for cotton-candy rappers
That gotta be in the bed before
Cover ya ears, its to get ugly baby

Now who they Me, me, me, me, me, me, King Koopa
That's I give em', the color changin' click, Chamillitary man!
Now who hate, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike
Then I'm gon' get em' niggaz, ain't jammin', no
Dike Jones, Dike Jones, Jones

Yeah, I handle heat like a man, you want beef I'll unpack it for ya
Jones, is a wack rapper but he isn't a bad promoter
You don't want problems my nigga, my stats is way a quota
'Cuz I'm gettin' what Flippa says in the initial after Clova, G's

please, them commercials ain't even right
Texas niggaz be pourin' purple, we bend and remixed Sprite
Okay Koopa stick to this Dike, you if he wanna fight
But this ain't no Lil' beverage he won't have a lucky night

He if he have a life, sayin' Cham' ain't gon' get a deal
Ain't no you's a vagina, it's time for some Vagisil
Want problems then crank it up, ain't no static or banner
I crush that lil' man career, like a Budweiser can of

'Bout to dig up a deep hole, so ya album can rest and
You can put all ya lyrics in it the can rest in peace
I ya CD, you was sayin' how you the best in the streets
So I had to go get my quarterback like who step in them cleets

Hut 1, Hut 2, now you in some trouble
And my brother don't you now, you got trouble in doubles dude
And you get to guzzle juice, no opening for ya food
'Cuz the only way to you up, is a muzzle to muzzle you

Watch the punisher punish who? Nah, I don't to ask ya
You it, now you gon' get it, and I ain't gon' have a hassle
You ain't the King, I should know I'm the nigga that the castle
I pull my and slap you, turn you 'to a dizzy rascal

That ain't hip-hop, I swear that gon' get stopped
I'ma kill the tick-tock you got in flea-market wrist-watch
He said I fell off, and Koopa never get hot
pull my dick out, 'cuz he got my dick in a lip-lock

Man, I'm just sayin' though get off my
Get off my nuts, I'm bettin' ya, no you no competitor
Mo' money and mo' sales, etcetera etcetera
So delete you, and put Magno back there instead of ya

Now who they Me, me, me, me, me, me, King Koopa
That's what I em',
Now who they hate, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike, Dike,
Then I'm gon' get em' niggaz ain't jammin', no
Dike Jones, Who?, Jones, Jones