Luyện nghe bài hát Brownie Points

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

What's wrong these niggaz?
This fuckin' game,
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 subject? Fo' niggaz they Kotex
Where we reside, I my ass up inside
And these brownies off in his face
That I done shitted and on, dude, how that taste?

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

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

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

But he made livin' in my house
A whole lot
Tryin' to some stripes

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

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

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

Motherfuckers 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 who thinkin' you done it, I put my fist in it

Let yo' bitch get it, serve a D and a bitch split it
If I ain't it, it wasn't enough fuckin' 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
When 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

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

(Goin' all up, out your way to get them brownie points)
It's steaks and knives, 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
take your life
Just to get brownie points

Young Mack Jr., ain't nothin' but 14, Mack Jr. think he
Mack Jr. be problems with his stomach
Throwin' up green stuff, Mack Jr. done tried everything
(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 call bluff
Jr. ain't to be played, Jr. to bust
Mack Jr. be geekin', Jr. be havin' withdrawal

Mack Jr. be tweekin', Mack Jr. be workin' hella close the law
I don't know this motherfucker, saw the dude
But Mack Jr., all the time be
My viznideos on the tizznelevision

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

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

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

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