Luyện nghe bài hát U Stank

Luscious bitch, she is
But not nice to fool Mother Nature
The mother of God, like all hoes
Is, is jealous of her own

Who is this young big bitch
Who wish to be queen for a
Who would the great grandsons
An' daughters of her mother?

By suckin' their brain until ability
To think was
By pimpin' their until they were fat
Horny an' out
An' her to be kept queen of the universe
Who is this

You get somethin' for nothin' you got to get the gas
Spit the game in her ear, her get on the ave
It's mind manipulation in every
a pimp an' a ho
Somebody roll this downhill

the easy way
While the other brother say it should be way
Which one are 'Cause I was 'Born to Mack'
Since the day of my birth, I was to that

the P I M P that's in me
You envy, how I make ten G's
An' never a finger, makes you wanna bring a
Player to the show an' get your clown, Springer

the consumers, how I look at life
It's another day in a hooker's life
With no tricks, no pimpin'
like drugs with no fiends, sex with no women

Down with the P Funk, F U N
with the P Funk, P U
Down the P Funk, F U N K
Why

Let's funk until smell it
(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank)
Let's funk until they it

I through, the party was packed
I saw top notches, the rest was rats
I smell it, when I first touched down
I saw yo' bitch, she wanna right now

Quit actin' scared I just might get her
Spend the wit her, won't spend my life wit her
My is runnin' game
But ain't hide an' go get it, I ain't playin'

I'm on a constant of panties
She she had a man, I said, Bitch, can he
Stick to ya, give ya long slow strokes
Or beat pussy up 'til it smokes?

girl lookin' brand new, told me what her man do
Fake-ass nigga, she can't you
I took of her, nigga, fuck you
I know bitches, I know what to do

I like fat girls, I had
Black an' white, tall or
If you asked me, I won't my mind
I can't marry you, I you that the last time

Let's 'em, let's funk 'em
they smell it
Let's funk 'em they smell it
Bitch, let's 'em 'til they smell it
(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank)

Let's funk 'em they smell it
Jump yo' ass in the tub, u
me with that shit
(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank)
Miss me with shit, bitch

Now, it
A case of the miss me with shits
Miss me with shit, somethin' stink

Well, I might be young but I in Cristal
Bitches, know the name, sling dick like pistol
your bitch now 'fore we put her on tape
With some on her face, screamin' gimme a taste

the rest of these niggaz an' bitches
That's like niggaz, man, that nigga
pawn that nigga, I'm beyond that nigga
If you ain't packin' a pistol then run, my

'Cause we to known to rip shit up
So keep yo' up
'Fore you lames get plucked, you shut the up
Shut the fuck up 'fore I two at your truck
in all black, two in the Coupe, you better duck

Who's that lookin' my window? Blaow, nobody now
You motherfuckers lay it down
B A B Y, D C
pimpin', we mackin' in 3-D

Miss me with shit
Yeah, that no jive

Down the P Funk, F U N K
(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank)
Why not?
Down the P Funk, F U N K, u stank
Down the P Funk, F U

Down the P Funk, F U N K
(U stank)
Why
P Funk, F U N
(Jump yo' ass in the tub, u stank)
Down the P Funk, P U
(U stank, bitch)

yo' ass in the tub, u stank
I ya, u stank
Oh, it's so 'cause u stank, beotch
yo' ass in the tub, u stank

Now you got me talkin'
So just color me like a
Peanut bitin' on my
While I'm spillin' nigga

Nigga got a of babblin' broken English
So make an American African nigga be distinguished
me to be somewhat a common nigga?
Fuck an AK 47, a

Don't need a fresh on my jock shootin' drag
Gettin' paid hoe, go rush some
You went to school to run in the street
Back in the day, you know a raw nigga me don't play

I'ma blue B L A C K black-ass
Suck my dick an' it bigger
As I walk into the party, I grab my ass
You see him an' you love him, you go, hoe, hug him

Walkin' around here your lips curled, makin' me sick
Actin' like you got class, here Sheba Makeba
I said naw,
She was a beat the bitch, bitch, I bet beat yo' ass

In a minute, I'm a
I'm a nigga, I don't give a
Jam is biggerer,
You a nigga but I am
This is to be, it, baby

Hey, did you get that on tape?
Oh, my God, that nigga is cold,
You see my stay full, yours stay empty
You say I look Kunta
Blue black ain't jack, I'm blacker than that
Jet black, yeah, I do smoke

You an' your bitch will get
I have no respect for a
I'll slap her in her muh'fuckin'
An' it disgrace this nigga
Oh, yes, oh, my God
Nigga, you got some done