Luyện nghe bài hát Why They

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

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

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

See my mind designa dump, pump when I the pump
I'm a lift him ten feet she said he ain't 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 know me son
Like I love rhymin, I'm just a thug
And leave the club blinded, by the blood diamond

I hug the block, it hug me
it trust 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 shots in, 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 is black, and the roses red
That's the kiss of baby boy go to bed
And I don't mah I kno yah head so go ahead
I wildin on you, I tell you it won't be polite,
You mad I'm on you, duck down, weave the right
Pull the gat out two shots, goodnight

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