Luyện nghe bài hát Brownie Points

Seven, oh,
Yeah, Charlie
Playa,
What's wrong with old niggaz, man?
D-day, what's wrong these niggaz?

What's wrong these niggaz?
This game, tryin'
To get brownie and stripes
Smack yeah
(Yeah)

You got for these old niggaz, doe
we got fo' 'em big balla?
Yeah, yeah,

What's the subject? Fo' brings niggaz they
we reside, I creeps my ass up inside
And smash these brownies off in his
That I done and pissed on, dude, how that taste?

Catch him out his place, out of his
With his and his niece, ooh, the more the merrier
Nigga tried to fuck off
(What'd he do?)
Tried to gauge the porch my broads on Watoo

Dude, you done broke fuckin'
I'm finst ta dump clip, dump, drop, clip, reload
Be I can motherfuckin' explode
Talkin' about I'll be all kind of women

B R P, blade, run or pimpin'
Once upon a time was this guy named Dane
to fuck my bitch, but he kris krossed game
I don't owe this in the first

But he made livin' in my house
A whole lot
to gain some stripes

It's nice, read him his rights
Collar him and laugh, over and politickin' with the vice
Crackin' under pressure, a pipe
Snake eyes is crooked

(Goin' all up, out way just to get them brownie points)
It's steaks and knives, him his rights
So called friend'll stab yo' ass in the back with a knife
And try to put yo' ass on ice

For brownie points and
For brownie and stripes
Niggaz'll your life
Just to get brownie points

You niggaz got me stuck,
y'all spit it and get it fucked up
Lucked up, my mobb, niggaz, yeah, we bust what
If he isn't never see mail, 'cause that we
by the truckloads, hoes can catch it retail

Motherfuckers grindin' but we all ain't
And all ain't paid, now watch 'em all get
Laid back and watch him misprint it, we spit it
For you newcomers who you done it, I put my fist in it

Let yo' get it, serve a D and watch a bitch split it
If I ain't wit' it, it wasn't enough fuckin' in it
try to gain stripe, I flame mic
Got 'em all caught up in the shit, call it game tight

Keep my name hyped, to get my name right
When it's up, I'm the one you can blame right
on my niggaz when I did the shit
Yo, we the shit, represent Hogg ass bitch

It's nothin' nice, read him his
Collar him and laugh, rollin' over and politickin' with the
Crackin' pressure, bust a pipe
Snake eyes is dice

(Goin' all up, out your way just to get them points)
It's steaks and knives, read him his
So called best friend'll stab yo' ass in the back with a
And try to put yo' ass on ice

For brownie points and
For brownie points and
Niggaz'll your life
to get them brownie points

Young Mack Jr., ain't nothin' but 14, Jr. think he tough
Mack Jr. be havin' with his stomach
Throwin' up that green stuff, Mack Jr. tried everything
(In the bay)
The whole

Mack Jr. be takin' whiffles of that Khadafi and shovin' it up his
Jr. just got out the hall, Jr. I call your bluff
Jr. ain't to be played, Jr. to bust
Jr. be geekin', Mack Jr. be havin' withdrawal

Mack Jr. be tweekin', Mack Jr. be workin' hella with the law
I don't know motherfucker, never saw the dude
But Mack Jr., all the be seein'
My viznideos on the tizznelevision

Fool know not that blunder, I got yo' ass hypnotized
Talkin about, when you see nigga E-40, 'Element of Surprise'
One of my fellas overheard about it in the pen, a couple of kites
Told me to be careful cause niggaz'll yo' life for braggin rights

That ain't fair so stop that,
Attitude why do niggaz cheat
Don't them niggaz I got enough fetti
To put they whole fuckin' family to

It's nothin read him his rights
Collar him and laugh, over and politickin' with the vice
Crackin' under pressure, a pipe
Snake eyes is crooked

(Goin' all up, out your way just to get them points)
steaks and knives read him his rights
So called best friend'll stab yo' ass in the back with a
And try to put yo' ass on ice

For brownie points and
For brownie points and
Niggaz'll take life
Just to get them points