Luyện nghe bài hát 3 - Minute Rule

I up all night, I go to sleep watching Dragnet
Never sleep alone because Jimmy is the
I'm so rope, call me Mr. Roper
When the troubles arise, you know I'm the coper
On the mic I score, like the Yankees
Get over on Miss like my main man Spanky
Excuse me young lady I don't to trouble ya
Ya lookin' so hot your BMW
I got lucky, I home the kitten
Before I got busy I on the mitten
get better odds because I'm a sure thing
Proud Mary is a turning and rolling like a
the turnstiles never pay the toll
I did the doo-wah diddy and bust 'em with the
Customs jailed me an herb seed
Don't rat out your boy over some rat
I'm out of back door, I'm into another
Your boyfriend doesn't know about me and mother
Not perfect grammar, perfect timing
The Mike stands for money and the D is for

are red, the sky is blue
I got my barrel at 'cha neck so what the you gonna do
just two wheels and me, the wind in my eyes
The is the music and my nine's by my side
'Cause you Y-A-U-C-H
I'm taking all MC's out in the
Taking life as it comes, no am I
Going off, getting paid, and I ask why
Playin' beats on my box, music for the many
Know a lot of def girls are doing their thing
A lot of parents like to think I'm a
I'm just chillin', Bob Dylan
Yeah I smoke cheeba, it helps me my brain
I be a little dusted but I'm not insane
People come up to me and they try to shit, man
I was making records you were sucking your mother's dick

Girl, you're tall now in your fancy clothes
You got fancy things that goin' up your
getting fancy gifts from expensive men
You're a dog on a like a pig in a pen
Mothership connection, getting girls'
If life needs correction, don't follow my direction
You got your 8x10, agent, your Harley
You'll be around Hollywood, yo, sorry Charlie
'Cause I'm running things like some mack
You'll be your slack in your face
'Cause your a false sucker
You your slack, you cock me and you're wack
I'm reading "On The Road" by my man Jack Kerouac
Poetry in motion, coconut
Had to diss the girl because she got to
Are you experienced little
I want to know what goes on in your little girl
'Cause I'm on your mind, it's to forget me
I'll your pride for a ride if you let me
So out, y'all PCP, song out
Full throttle to the bottle and full full
And I'm out