Luyện nghe bài hát Brownie Points

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

What's wrong with niggaz?
This game, tryin'
To get brownie points and
points yeah
(Yeah)

You got somethin' for old niggaz, doe
What we got fo' 'em big
Yeah, yeah,

What's the subject? Fo' niggaz they Kotex
we reside, I creeps my ass up inside
And smash these brownies off in his
That I done shitted and 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 mines off
(What'd he do?)
Tried to gauge the porch with my on Watoo

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

That's B R P, blade, run or
Once upon a time there was this guy named
Tried to fuck my bitch, but he krossed game
I don't owe this motherfucker in the

But he done livin' in my house
A whole lot
Tryin' to some stripes

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

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

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

You got me stuck, what?
Watchin' spit it and get it fucked up
Lucked up, my mobb, niggaz, yeah, we gon' bust
If he isn't see mail, 'cause that we sell
Dope by the truckloads, can catch it retail

Motherfuckers grindin' but we all ain't
And all ain't paid, now 'em all get sprayed
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' bitch get it, a D and watch a bitch split it
If I ain't wit' it, it wasn't enough chips in it
try to gain stripe, I flame mic
Got 'em all caught up in the same shit, call it tight

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

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

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

For brownie points and
For brownie and stripes
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 green stuff, Mack Jr. done tried everything
(In the bay)
The whole

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

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

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

ain't fair so stop that, baby
Attitude why do gotta cheat
Don't them know I got enough fetti
To put whole fuckin' family to sleep?

It's nothin nice him his rights
Collar him and laugh, rollin' over and politickin' with the
under pressure, bust a pipe
Snake is crooked dice

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

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