Luyện nghe bài hát Who's Nice

Yo, turn me up B
I'm to lace ya'll, check it out
I'm not a joke B
think I'm not nice
This is for ya'll muthafuckas
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

See the drug was always the man's sport
That's what Cam thought so
I had a hundred grams
On the transport it inside the Jansport

A real hooty game, we ain't who we blame
Shit was all the same until came with a moody aim
You know the mayor nigga, a crime approach
Acting like a kind host but gettin' time for a

A little indo, that's when yo, I
"I'm messin' with bimbos"
It's easier to pimp hoes, they simp hoe
It don't much to make her

Just her to a place where it's nice
Show her the ice and might her a fake fur
girls I control them classy
Old and sassy, old and

I ain't front that nigga Gold, he gassed me
But now I'm flowin' fastly, jazzy
a while ago, I was rollin' badly
We was on the low wit Aggie but now what we

Range Ro' and Navy size
My girl yo she slices
A is what my wife drives
You know Qeet' nigga, thug

But she respects me and
let your head meet her slug
Until she sprayed out and out
of blood

A lil' thick chick click quick
Do for the dick dick
You know else that puzzles me?
I this shit a riddle

How come when you got a
say you got a little
Like they say you act a little
'Cause you got a litte
And you did a little song and made a money

Oh, you my favorite
Oh, you think you a star
'Cause you got a fans
And you a little car

I they all are liars
Saying that they got a
Hang 'em up on a barber
Yo, you think you got
To the like Stoudamire

Yeah, I'm a harsh that drink hard liquor
A six car getter, you know Digga
He ain't rich, a star figure
deep, hangs with Jews
Chills up at their

He the hooligans
Now we eat at
Seen Ed and Doctor Dre
We told them who the man
Pulled the out on these niggas one time

And even ran, you know that I'm a skitzo
Who to calypso but I'm quick though
And old school like hungry, hungry
Ask my Queens how I get dough kiko

Now I up clicks, eat up chicks
Ask my man how I up shit
And I'm out of work, I got to re-up quick
Every six the pies, drink from Cris' to St. Ides
Every hit my bank and no bitch I ain't high

I've hotter since
I was in pampers hittin'
You win nada, on I got put on
By and Big Poppa

So I'm glad you sat
I ain't want Uncle Un to the gats down
He spat rounds, I heard that nigga towns
But me I never down

My mother, she can sign
I know you're thinkin' It's 'bout that time
I wanna rewind that
So go ahead and rewind it