Luyện nghe bài hát Brownie Points

Seven, oh,
Yeah, Charlie
Playa,
wrong with these old niggaz, man?
D-day, what's with these niggaz?

What's wrong these niggaz?
This game, tryin'
To get points and stripes
Smack yeah
(Yeah)

You got for these old niggaz, doe
What we got fo' 'em big
Yeah, yeah,

What's the Fo' brings niggaz they Kotex
we reside, I creeps my ass up inside
And smash brownies off in his face
That I done shitted and pissed on, dude, how that

Catch him out his place, out of his
With his nephew and his niece, ooh, the the merrier
Nigga tried to mines off
(What'd he do?)
Tried to gauge the porch with my broads on

Dude, you broke fuckin' code
I'm finst ta dump clip, dump, drop, clip, reload
Be like I can explode
Talkin' about be fuckin' all kind of women

That's B R P, blade, run or
Once upon a time there was this guy Dane
Tried to my bitch, but he kris krossed game
I owe this motherfucker in the first

But he done made in my house
A whole lot
Tryin' to gain stripes

It's nice, read him his rights
Collar him and laugh, rollin over and with the vice
Crackin' under pressure, a pipe
Snake is crooked dice

(Goin' all up, out your way to get them brownie points)
It's steaks and knives, him his rights
So called best stab yo' ass in the back with a knife
And try to put yo' ass on ice

For brownie and stripes
For brownie points and
take your life
Just to get them brownie

You niggaz got me stuck,
Watchin' spit it and get it fucked up
up, my mobb, niggaz, yeah, we gon' bust what
If he isn't never see mail, that we sell
Dope by the truckloads, hoes can catch it

grindin' but we all ain't played
And all ain't paid, now watch 'em all get
Laid and watch him misprint it, we been spit it
For you newcomers who you done it, I put my fist in it

Let yo' bitch get it, serve a D and watch a split it
If I ain't wit' it, it wasn't fuckin' chips in it
Niggaz try to stripe, I flame mic
Got 'em all caught up in the same shit, call it game

Keep my hyped, strivin' to get my name right
When it's up, I'm the one you can blame right
Hatin' on my when I did the shit
Yo, we the shit, represent Hogg ass bitch

It's nothin' nice, him his rights
him and laugh, rollin' over and politickin' with the vice
Crackin' under pressure, a pipe
Snake eyes is dice

(Goin' all up, out way just to get them brownie points)
It's steaks and knives, read him his
So called best friend'll yo' ass in the back with a knife
And try to put yo' ass on ice

For points and stripes
For brownie and stripes
Niggaz'll take life
Just to get them points

Young Mack Jr., ain't nothin' but 14, Mack Jr. think he
Jr. be havin' problems with his stomach
Throwin' up that green stuff, Mack Jr. done tried
(In the bay)
The whole

Mack Jr. be takin' of that Khadafi and shovin' it up his nostrils
Mack Jr. just got out the hall, Jr. I your bluff
Jr. ain't to be played, Jr. to bust
Mack Jr. be geekin', Mack Jr. be withdrawal

Mack Jr. be tweekin', Mack Jr. be workin' hella close the law
I know this motherfucker, never saw the dude
But Jr., all the time be seein'
My on the tizznelevision tube

know not that he'll blunder, I got yo' ass hypnotized
Talkin about, when you see nigga E-40, 'Element of Surprise'
One of my overheard about it in the pen, chopped a couple of kites
Told me to be cause niggaz'll take yo' life for braggin rights

ain't fair so stop that, baby
Attitude why do niggaz cheat
Don't them niggaz I got enough fetti
To put they whole fuckin' family to

It's nothin nice read him his
Collar him and laugh, rollin' over and with the vice
Crackin' under pressure, a pipe
eyes is crooked dice

(Goin' all up, out your way to get them brownie points)
steaks and knives read him his rights
So best friend'll stab yo' ass in the back with a knife
And try to put yo' ass on ice

For brownie and stripes
For brownie points and
Niggaz'll your life
Just to get brownie points