Luyện nghe bài hát Brownie Points

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

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

You got for these old niggaz, doe
we got fo' 'em big balla?
Yeah, yeah,

What's the subject? Fo' brings they Kotex
Where we reside, I creeps my ass up
And smash brownies off in his face
That I done shitted and pissed on, dude, how taste?

Catch him out his place, out of his
With his nephew and his niece, ooh, the the merrier
Nigga to fuck mines off
(What'd he do?)
to gauge the porch with my broads on Watoo

Dude, you broke fuckin' code
I'm ta dump drop 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 there was this guy named Dane
Tried to fuck my bitch, but he kris krossed
I don't owe this motherfucker in the

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

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

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

For brownie and stripes
For points and stripes
take your life
Just to get them points

You niggaz got me stuck,
Watchin' y'all it and get it fucked up
Lucked up, my mobb, niggaz, yeah, we gon' bust
If he isn't never see mail, that we sell
Dope by the truckloads, can catch it retail

grindin' but we all ain't played
And all paid, now watch 'em all get sprayed
Laid and watch him misprint it, we been spit it
For you newcomers who you done it, I put my fist in it

Let yo' bitch get it, serve a D and watch a 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, strivin' to get my name
When it's fucked up, I'm the one you can right
on my niggaz when I did the shit
Yo, we the shit, represent this Hogg ass

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

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

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

Young Mack Jr., ain't nothin' but 14, Jr. think he tough
Mack Jr. be havin' with his stomach
Throwin' up that green stuff, Mack Jr. done everything
(In the bay)
The Taco

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

Mack Jr. be tweekin', Mack Jr. be hella close with the law
I don't know this motherfucker, saw the dude
But Jr., all the time be seein'
My on the tizznelevision tube

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

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

It's nice read him his rights
Collar him and laugh, rollin' over and with the vice
Crackin' pressure, bust a pipe
eyes is crooked dice

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

For brownie and stripes
For points and stripes
Niggaz'll your life
to get them brownie points