Luyện nghe bài hát Mouthing Off

Yeah, hah
When it all come down to it we ain't have
(Woo! Use mouth, haha)
Ludacris, 4-Ize, it's this, check it

I make niggaz eat dirt and dust
Then give you a eighty gift certificate to Pussies 'R Us
I eat the whole pie, and nothin' but the crust
So you can feel what it's like, with instinct but no
A sac with no nuts or a mack with no
Give me a full-body massage, I still be touched

They call me Butts, 'cause I get more ass than most
They say I'm next and got that love, and get too close
Follow the leader 'cause I'm meaner than medula
My tribe's on more than Midnight Marauders
It's all pia coladas, no cops and
Takin' back and forth from here to the Bahamas

I hump more than llamas, get rolled more tires
If you say I'm not nice, then a motherfuckin' liar
Entitled to your opinions, the next millennium
So many Major Coins that I thought I had a
4-Ize, 4-Ize whatcha?

Yo, yo, I am goin' to blow up the
With my "Pew-36 space modulator"
Buddha be praised, you
squad interrogator, 85 percent regulator
The Educator and the Creator, dedicator

The seperater of fiction, I spark
"Hay" without the crucial confliction
4-Ize prescription, microphone, Jackie
Psychic prediction, Egyptian of my psychical

My flesh is weak and it's
is hooked up to the invisible
Umbilical of my Lord, Kumbiya Devine Kah
Remove paper of tar every cigar
I slap authority Gabor, Zsa Zsa
Half Allah, Half Anti-Christ
Rockin' the microphone with a hand Dr. Claw

While I'm hittin' trees than Sonny Bono
Double Dragon, mixed up with an
I kill villains in slowmo for talkin' in my Dojo
Got nothin' to lose, I'm a boxcar Hobo
I get Ludacris with bridges on the promo
Niggaz wanna clown, I'm homey and
'Cause in the grand prize game my life callin' Jo-Jo

The name like Toto
I it realer than alien autopsy photo
You similar to a Spice Girl solo
You lost Bebe, or a dog named Toto
My statue of is Rebecca Lobo
We Cop Robo, Virgo, bust ass like a homo
estas? Tony Del Negro
Built to destroy these kid's blocks of

Lego my 'cause I say so
Hold the microphone, 4-Ize, I gifted
Manifested, elevated, I
The elevator, the
"That's not a knife? a knife!"
Dundee the Alligator Rustler
'Cause I hustle ya, the China
Big Trouble, sewer but still I find ya 'cause I'm stinky
Manifest, you down the stairs like a slinky
Yo, my third eye is