Luyện nghe bài hát Brownie Points

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

What's wrong with these
fuckin' game, tryin'
To get points and stripes
points yeah
(Yeah)

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

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

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 with my broads on Watoo

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

B R P, blade, run or pimpin'
Once upon a time there was guy named Dane
to fuck my bitch, but he kris krossed game
I don't owe this motherfucker in the

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

It's nothin' nice, him his rights
Collar him and laugh, rollin over and politickin' the vice
Crackin' under pressure, bust a
eyes is crooked dice

(Goin' all up, out your way just to get brownie points)
It's steaks and knives, read him his
So called 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 take your
to get them brownie points

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

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

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

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

It's nice, read him his rights
Collar him and laugh, rollin' and politickin' with the vice
Crackin' pressure, bust a pipe
Snake eyes is crooked

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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