Luyện nghe bài hát Why They

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

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

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

See my mind designa dump, when I find the pump
I'm a lift him ten feet she said he tryna duck
Do like my cut, line em up I lay em down
Sign em up, I swear to god garbage bags in and drunk
I keep loaded guns, for five bricks
My connect throw me one, you know me son
Like I love rhymin, I'm just a shinin
And leave the club blinded, by the damn blood

I hug the block, it hug me
Yeah it trust I'm grindin, I my watch
Now look at my watch my timin
Name stop, drop it, dog you not
When I'm a frontin, when yah mom stop coppin
Shit you not rockin, stop watchin, glock
shots in, call em re-run he pop lockin
When I stop his heart with some head
yet he barney rubble, he in bed rock
Yeah you we dead, when the grass is green
And the suits is black, and the red
That's the kiss of death boy go to bed
And I don't kiss mah I kno yah so go ahead
I start wildin on you, I you it won't be polite,
You mad I'm stylin on you, duck down, weave the
the gat out two shots, peace goodnight

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