Luyện nghe bài hát Why They

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

Harlem 100 million dollars lovely and big
to like wayne and big
No explain yah dig
come claim this kid
He a fraud, the morg, gone claim his wig
Wanna be well the game is rigged this is harlem
Were we scramble crack, beef handle that
Melt them to candle wax, pump water we camel backs
Not camel toes, cat can't do jack
a order well cancel that jaffe set it
Any problems baby, to harlem baby
We drive several coupes, gray orange 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 yeah I'm very soup
Look the kid done rose, to with roaches
In my nostril pick my nose, mice 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 mrs rose
came down gat explode, that case disclose
Cause we'll yah ameatuer don't play with pros
They compose, nice girls thay get to naked hoes
They wanna get the boy, cuff wrist the boy
Cause I'm the monster yep chips ahoy!
Ahoy from over seas they the toys

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

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

I hug the block, it hug me
Yeah it trust I'm grindin, I my watch
Now look at my watch my timin
Name stop, it, dog you not poppin
When I'm a frontin, when yah mom stop coppin
Shit you not rockin, stop watchin, cocked
Dots shots in, call em re-run he pop
When I stop his heart with some head
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 death boy go to bed
And I kiss mah I kno yah head so go ahead
I start wildin on you, I tell you it be polite,
You mad I'm stylin on you, duck down, weave the
Pull the gat out two shots, peace

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