Luyện nghe bài hát Boyz 2 Menace

[Intro: Gudda
that shit off at the front
Gudda!

[Verse 1: Gudda]
Sleep on me, I hope you die in sleep
No defiant as me
I my worth, so when you pay me
Just know that I am not
On the road to
Tappin' my horn, so watch for the
this shit to pieces
No, I will not look out for the
out on the block
Got on my feet and to the top
I'm the cleanup man the mop
50 disfigured his top, yes
I come from the of God
I around in the city like God
Made it out and come back
Somebody, tell me, what are the odds?
On mic I am a wizard, but this is not Oz
Cold but hot, I can turn the to fall
I'm than y'all
Don't talk to me unless you 'bout paper
I'm buyin' some makers, no time for a
I'm New Orleans, yes, I am a gator
do you a favor, and not do you a favor
'Cause if I do you a
And you don't come back that paper
have to lay hands on you
Like I'm givin' you
Eastside, we ain't playin' it
You ever heard of the tortoise and
I'm switchin' the
off in the back, bitch
But now I'm winnin', clear
Nigga, I'm

Lil Wayne]
For
(Blows smoke)

2: Lil Wayne]
I got my married hoes on drugs
Got my fattest gettin' finger fucked
And my trashiest is clean as fuck
And my hoes is neat as fuck
Take your shoes off before you inside
your shoes off before you cross the line
I off on Father Time
Got my goons to go kidnap Daughter
Come to wet the party up, and in it
Got one gun that for seven minutes
I'm done shitting, never spit it
I'm class, niggas' elementary
Repetition, the definition
I'm a Hot Boy under air
the gun with the left arm limpin'
George Jefferson in all minutes
Got a hot off television
With a very sticky kitty
In the position, screamin' "You're consistent"
I sit there and like we talkin' business
I don't need her out filmin' niggas
I'd really rather have her steal from
I really like a pilgrim, nigga
Kush loud as Fred screamin' "Wilma!",
been takin' time out to count the bands
Break a in the promised land
Going zagga zow off of zagga
From the to the Macho Man
I've talkin' shit up in Diddy house
Went to Disneyland, talked to Mickey
Then I out how to figure out
What I was figurin' out, you it out
Got a trigger man with an hand
My sleep by my bitch's house
So every is a slumber party
Sky is the limit, in the clouds
While you runnin' round, run it up
You dumb it down, I ain't dumb
I hit the and stunk it up
comin' down, plug comin' up
You gon' hold me down, you gon' me up
You don't know me, but you what's up
And the coke was cut with some extra
her more than love, she just shoulder-shrugged
She don't know it's love, not important love
As long as we can keep extortin' the
Just let him and ignore the blood
Just let him be and the buzz
Pour it up, a sugar rush
Chopper of rust, but it still bust
good as fuck, every bullet struck
Like a holes, got a hole-in-one
Safe full as fuck, money full of
And I'm up in that "What the fuck?"
That's a muscle car, got me lookin'
If you enough, you a mussel, punk
That's a on steroids
Bugatti on
like an Altoid
All these on, call me bellboy
From the to the Kevlar
Don't mean shit when head off
Make the top dog dead off
And we keep his head for a
I sped off with the off
Goin' big on Mars
Sippin' Lone Star, turn a
To a known star a phone call
up; murky, murky water, yeah
Purple, purple rivers,
Floatin' purple ribbons,
I'm cursed, but still religious,
been poppin' 10s, yeah
'Cause my pop all the 20s, damn
Why you on the skinnys, damn
I met Satan, he was chillin', up

Murky, water
Purple, rivers
Floatin' purple
I'm cursed but religious
Damn, take clothes off
Bitch, your road dog
Bitch, I feel like
Bitch, 2 Menace