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 fuckin' game,
To get brownie and stripes
Smack yeah
(Yeah)

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

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

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

Dude, you done fuckin' code
I'm ta dump drop clip, dump, drop, clip, reload
Be I can motherfuckin' explode
Talkin' about I'll be all kind of women

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

But he done made in my house
A lot worse
to gain some stripes

It's nothin' nice, read him his
Collar him and laugh, rollin and politickin' with the vice
Crackin' under pressure, bust a
Snake is crooked dice

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

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

You niggaz got me stuck,
Watchin' y'all it and get it fucked up
Lucked up, my mobb, niggaz, yeah, we gon' what
If he isn't never see mail, 'cause we sell
Dope by the truckloads, hoes can it retail

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

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

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

nothin' nice, read him his rights
Collar him and laugh, rollin' over and politickin' the vice
under pressure, bust a pipe
Snake is crooked dice

(Goin' all up, out way just 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 points and
For points and stripes
Niggaz'll your life
Just to get them points

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

Mack Jr. be whiffles of that Khadafi and shovin' it up his nostrils
Mack Jr. got out the hall, Jr. I call your bluff
Jr. ain't to be played, Jr. quick to
Mack Jr. be geekin', Mack Jr. be havin'

Mack Jr. be tweekin', Mack Jr. be workin' close with the law
I don't know motherfucker, never saw the dude
But Mack Jr., all the be seein'
My on the tizznelevision tube

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

That fair so stop that, baby
why do niggaz gotta cheat
Don't them niggaz I got enough fetti
To put whole fuckin' family to sleep?

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

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

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