Luyện nghe bài hát No Vaseline

Here's what they about you
Here's what they about you
Here's what think about you

Got damn, I'm glad set it off
Use to be hard, now you just wet and soft
First you was down the AK
And now I see you on a video with

like straight Bozos
I saw it comin', that's why I went
And on stompin'
When ya'll moved straight outta Compton

Livin' the whites, one big house
And not another in sight
I started off with too much
Dropped four niggas now I'm all the dough

White man just
The with attitudes, who ya foolin'?
niggas just phony
I put that on my and my dead homeys

Yella on your team, so you're losin'
Ay yo, Dre, to producin'
Callin' me Arnold, but you been a
E saw your ass and went in it quick

You got jealous when I got my own
But I'm a man, and ain't nobody me
to sound like Amerikkka's Most
You could yell all day but you come close

you know I'm the one that flown
Ya run 100 miles, but you still got one to go
the L E N C H M O B, and ya'll disgrace the C P T
'Cuz you're gettin' fucked out green by a white boy
With no

Now you're done without Vaseline
Now you're gettin' without Vaseline
Now you're gettin' done without
Damn, it good to see people on it

The bigger the cap, the bigger the
Who gives a about a punk-ass villain?
You're gettin' fucked real
And Eazy's dick, is smellin' like MC Ren's

Tried to tell you a ago
But D told me to let a hoe be a hoe, so
I couldn't you from gettin' ganked
Now play big-bank-take-little-bank

to dis Ice Cube, it wasn't worth it
'Cuz the fit your ass so perfect
Cut my and I'll cut them balls
'Cuz I heard you're, like givin' up the

Gang-banged by manager, fella
money out your ass, like a mothafuckin' ready teller
Givin' up the bills
Now they got the with a purse and high-heels

So don't what Ren say
'Cuz he's out like Kunte Kinte
But I got a for ya Toby
Used to be my homey, now you act like you know me

a case of divide and conquer
'Cuz you let a Jew up my crew
nigga gotta run and hide
Yellin' Compton, but you to Riverside

So front, MC Ren
'Cuz I remember you drove a B 2-10
Broke as a joke
Let you on the to back up the Verse Team

It ain't my fault, one nigga got
and they rippin' your asshole
By takin' green, oh yeah
The does get fucked with no Vaseline

Now gettin' done without Vaseline

I never have dinner with the
I never dinner with the President
I never have with the President
And I see your ass again, I'll be hesitant

Now I you a snitch
Throw a house in a ditch
Half-pint bitch, fuckin' your
You little Eazy E turned faggot

With manager, fella
Fuckin' MC Ren, Dr Dre and
But if they were as me
Eazy E be hangin' from a tree

With no
Just a and a little bit of gasoline
Light 'em up, 'em up, flame on
Till that Jheri curl is

On a permanent
Off of Massa
Heard you both got the same bank
Dumb nigga, what you thinkin'

Get rid of Devil real simple
Put a in his temple
you can't be the Nigga 4 Life crew
With a white Jew tellin' you to do

Pullin' wools your scams
Now I play the Silence of the Lambs
With a midget a punk too
to fuck me, but I'd rather fuck you

Eric Wright, punk, always into
Gettin' at night
By Shitpacker
Bend for the goddamn cracker, no Vaseline