Luyện nghe bài hát 3-Minute Rule [Explicit]

I up all night I go to sleep watchin' Dragnet
Never sleep alone because is the magnet
I'm so they call me Mr. Roper
When the arise you know I'm the cool coper
On the mic I score like the Yankees
Get over on Ms. like my main man Spankee
Excuse me lady I don't mean to trouble ya
But looking so fly inside your B.M.W.
I got lucky I home the kitten
Before I got busy I on the mitten
Can't get better odds because I'm a sure
Proud keeps on turning and rolling like a Ring Ding
Jump the never pay the tool
Doo wa diddy and bust with the
Customs me over an herb seed
Don't rat on your boy some rat weed
I'm outta your door I'm into another
Your boyfriend doesn't know about me and mother
Not grammar always perfect timing
The Mike stands for money and the D. is for

Roses are red the sky is
I got my barrel at your neck so the fuck you gonna' do
It's just two wheels and me the wind in my
The engine is the and my nine's by my side
you know why a you see H.
I'm takin' all M.C.'s out in the
Takin' life as it no fool am I
I'm off gettin' paid and I don't ask why
Playin' on my box makin' music for the many
alota def girls that'll do anything
A lot of like to think I'm a villain
I'm just chillin' Bob Dylan
Yea I smoke it helps me with my brain
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 were on your mother's dick

Girl you're walking now in your fancy clothes
You got fancy things going up your nose
You fancy gifts from expensive men
You're a dog on a leash a pig in a pen
Mothership connection girl's affection
If your life needs don't follow my direction
You got your 8 by 10 your your Harley
You be driving around with yo sorry charlie
Cause I'm running things like some motherfucker.
You slipin' you slackin' cause you're a fake sucker
You slip you slack you me and you lack
I'm reading on the road by my man Jack Kerouac
Poetry in motion lotion
Had to diss the because she got too emotional
Are you little girl
I want to know what goes on in your little world
Cause I'm on your It's hard to forget me
I'll take pride for a ride if you let me
So out ya'll, a PCP song out
Full throttle to the bottle and full full
And I'm out...
"Waa."