Luyện nghe bài hát Who's Nice

Yo, turn me up B
I'm to lace ya'll, check it out
I'm not a joke B
Whoever I'm not nice
This is for ya'll punk
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

See the drug game was always the man's
what Cam thought so everyday
I had a hundred grams
On the transport it inside the Jansport

A hooty game, we ain't care who we blame
Shit was all the until Guili' came with a moody aim
You know the mayor nigga, a fight approach
Acting like a kind host but gettin' for a roach

A little indo, that's yo, I said
"I'm messin' these bimbos"
It's to pimp hoes, nowadays they simp hoe
It don't take much to her

Just take her to a place where it's
Show her the ice and might give her a fur
'Cause I control them classy
Old and sassy, old and

I ain't gonna that nigga Gold, he gassed me
But now I'm flowin' fastly, rollin'
a while ago, I was rollin' badly
We was on the low wit Aggie but now what we

Ro' and Navy life size
My yo she slices pies
A Benz is my wife drives
You know Qeet' nigga, thug

But she me and loves
Don't let your head her slug
she sprayed out and layed out
Ineffections of

A lil' thick chick that'll click
Do anything for the dick
You know what else that me?
I find this a riddle

How come you got a lot?
say you got a little
Like they say you act a funny
'Cause you got a money
And you did a little song and made a little

Oh, you my favorite
Oh, you think you a star
'Cause you got a fans
And you a little car

I prove all are liars
Saying that they got a
Hang 'em up on a wire
Yo, you think you got
To the like Stoudamire

Yeah, I'm a harsh nigga drink hard liquor
A six Benz car getter, you Digga
He rich, he's a star figure
Platinum deep, hangs with
Chills up at their

He the hooligans
Now we eat at
Ed Lover and Doctor Dre
We told niggas who the man
Pulled the toast out on niggas one time

And even Cuda ran, you know that I'm a
Who listens to calypso but I'm though
And old school hungry, hungry hippo
Ask my Queens niggaz how I get dough

Now I beat up clicks, eat up
Ask my man how I beat up
And when I'm out of work, I got to re-up
Every six the same pies, drink Cris' to St. Ides
hit my bank rise and no bitch I ain't high

I've hotter since
I was in pampers hittin'
You win nada, on I got put on
By and Big Poppa

So I'm glad you sat
I ain't want Uncle Un to bring the down
He spat rounds, I heard that nigga clap
But me I never down

My mother, she can sign
I know you're thinkin' that It's 'bout that
Nigga I rewind that
So go ahead and rewind it