Luyện nghe bài hát Muthafuckka Up

YMCMB, rawest niggas it
School for the blind, I don't see these doing it
I'm it and doing it and doing it well
Niggas test me boy, who wanna fail?
Hit you like a bully bitch, yeah saved by the
If you scared, go to church see you in hell
And girl, she a flip, give me heads or tails
Everybody fake so I got real for
fill the air
Rappers shittin' on theyself, you could the fear
And these bitches laying flowers cause the king is
T-Raw this is the new in ya ear
Niggas softer than baby
Why you tough, heard you work at Build-a-bear
I'ma a dealer all my girls in deuce and pairs
I'm in the building I construct so this muthaf-cker up
the funk you beezy's want
I'm ready to hump the car I it ele-phunk
Trunk in the
Man she give me good brain cause she dumb
I just going like the bunny till I feel numb
these bitches want it
I put my on it
That 110 Sup', that Ferrari
Niggas want beef, call me Romo
You on the sofa
Lazy why you aint even trying
Rich or die trying, why you niggas aint died
Wings yeah forever on some fly shit
And I'm with the business skip with a ty clip
Stay on the flight I'ma trip
Probably up in Paradise chillin Parliaments
got a boner, you could say I'm on some harder shit
Bout to the speaker buss'

(Mic muthaf-cka up)
Minaj]
Okay, really I get
I get like a bitch
She aint win the war but swear that bitch a trip
You see how the diamonds get to
Yeah, ya money short, get some and shit
I be with a nigga a big ol' dick
Yeah I like them balls you be them bricks
you in the game for?
Bitch we up three sippin' this four
'em listen, couple bad bitches's
Out in Kingston up bricks and shit
Intervention I pay ya pension
Oh you say what? I don't pay
Yeah these want it
I put my on it
You the tattoo's got Nicki initials on it
I put the on 'em, cook 'em a pot roast
Then pull off in the
Bitch I do the

What the funk you want?
It aint turn, better have my money
Friday like Big
Can't see you niggas, you like a germ
know I'm excellent like Mr Burns
See my dick like churn
Baby and ya girl with me fo'shure
That aint your
She forgot her other man, she will never learn
On a mic till I die, RIP huh
Yessir, colder than the
Winter fresher than a Will T-Shirt
spurts coming through Last King and a hearse
Ask later, shoot first, got shooters dirt
When it leave you losers bruised up
Bruce Lee
Toe the floor up though
Duck, rubber duck now you oh shucks
Tell the neighbours I don't give a