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 muthafuckin' B
Whoever I'm not nice
is for ya'll punk muthafuckas
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

See the game was always the man's sport
That's Cam thought so everyday
I had a grams bought
On the transport kept it inside the

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

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

Just take her to a where it's nice
her the ice and might give her a fake fur
'Cause girls I control them
Old and sassy, old and

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

Ro' and Navy life size
My girl yo she pies
A Benz is what my drives
You know nigga, executive thug

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

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

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

Oh, you know my
Oh, you think you a star
you got a little fans
And you drive a car

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

Yeah, I'm a nigga that drink hard liquor
A six car getter, you know Digga
He ain't rich, he's a star
Platinum deep, with Jews
Chills up at barmitzfah's

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

And even Cuda ran, you know I'm a skitzo
Who to calypso but I'm quick though
And old school like hungry, hippo
Ask my niggaz how I get dough kiko

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

been hotter since
I was in hittin' pinatas
You win nada, on I got put on
By Mase and Big

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

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