Luyện nghe bài hát Why They

See you lucky man... you lucky to be me nigga
U better take on the oxygen you suckin all the h2o
My new name is mother fuckin the way niggaz stick to me no homo

Harlem 100 million dollars dame and big
Shots to like and big
No need yah dig
come claim this kid
He a fraud, the city morg, gone his wig
Wanna be famous? well the game is rigged this is
Were we scramble crack, come handle that
Melt them down to wax, pump water we camel backs
Not camel toes, cat can't do jack
Place a order well cancel jaffe set it
Any baby, come to harlem baby
We drive several coupes, gray cherry coupes
Girls ball like swoopes, dudes hustle on every stoop
jewelry truley, beef and brocs mah are very cute
I'm like a can of cambells bitch I'm very soup
Look the kid done rose, to sleepin roaches
In my nostril pick my nose, damn bit my toes
We slingin get yah ratchet bang it don't forget yah
Lived in 56 and 46 my crows
My grandmaother faught they grandmother mrs
Uncle came down gat explode, that case
Cause we'll damage yah ameatuer play with pros
They compose, girls thay get turned to naked hoes
They wanna get the boy, cuff wrist the boy
Cause I'm the monster yep chips ahoy!
Ahoy over seas they ship the toys

Why they fuckin with me why fuckin with me
Why they fuckin me why they fuckin with me huh
Why they fuckin with me why they with me man
Why they fuckin with me why fuckin with me huh

See my mind designa dump, when I find the pump
I'm a lift him ten she said he ain't tryna duck
Do my hair cut, line em up I lay em down
Sign em up, I to god garbage bags in line and drunk
I keep loaded guns, for every bricks
My connect throw me one, you don't me son
Like I love rhymin, I'm just a shinin
And leave the club blinded, by the blood diamond

I hug the block, it hug me
Yeah it I'm grindin, I told my watch
Now look at my watch my timin
Name stop, drop it, dog you not
When I'm a stop frontin, when yah mom coppin
you not rockin, stop watchin, glock cocked
Dots in, call em re-run he pop lockin
I stop his heart with some head shots
Better yet he barney rubble, he in bed
Yeah you know we dead, when the grass is
And the suits is black, and the red
That's the kiss of baby boy go to bed
And I don't kiss mah I kno yah so go ahead
I wildin on you, I tell you it won't be polite,
You mad I'm stylin on you, duck down, weave the
the gat out two shots, peace goodnight

Why they fuckin with me why they with me
Why they with me why they fuckin with me huh
Why fuckin with me why they fuckin with me man
Why they fuckin with me why fuckin with me huh