Luyện nghe bài hát 3 - Minute Rule

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

Roses are red, the sky is
I got my barrel at neck so what the fuck you gonna do
It's just two wheels and me, the wind in my
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, making for the many
Know a lot of def girls that are their thing
A lot of parents like to I'm a villain
I'm just chillin', Bob Dylan
Yeah I smoke cheeba, it helps me with my
I be a little dusted but I'm not insane
come up to me and they try to talk shit, man
I was making records when you sucking your mother's dick

Girl, you're tall now in your fancy clothes
You got fancy things that goin' up your
You're getting fancy from expensive men
You're a dog on a leash a pig in a pen
Mothership connection, getting affection
If your life needs correction, don't follow my
You got your 8x10, your agent, Harley
You'll be driving Hollywood, yo, sorry Charlie
'Cause I'm running like some mack motherfucker
You'll be slipping slack in your face
'Cause your a false fake
You slipped your slack, you cock me and you're
While I'm reading "On The Road" by my man Jack
Poetry in motion, lotion
Had to diss the because she got to emotional
Are you experienced girl?
I to know what goes on in your little girl world
'Cause I'm on your mind, hard to forget me
I'll your pride for a ride if you let me
So peace out, PCP, song out
Full throttle to the bottle and full clout
And I'm out