Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Better or 4 Worse

Uhh, do you take,
Do you me tre, do you really love me?
To be your lawfully, wedded,

Uhhh, uhhhhh, I do, I do, no I don't, I do

Ah roomie zim, I'm all to be wet
To rhymealinda I remember umm, when we met
In eighty-two in school used to play up all the fools
Sometimes be my number fives sometimes you'd be my twenty-two
But umm, screw the dumbshit, little rhymea's true
I can't wait to say I do and oh yeah there's no due
I got my chariot, rollin, now I'm mic
Got some spunk in my funk, I can't wait to put soul in
We're rollin all strikes, we're little tykes
One is little mike the ike I'm sure that you would like
To hold em, or stroll em on their little bikes
When born, I've sworn, to bring em up right
You know, is how I breed em, beats is what I'll feed em
be healthy like a health nut I'm sure you shake your butt
(kick the verse preacher) and I disperse
Here's my life for better or for worse

Well it's she tagged me, duck duck goose
I'm batter up I can't sleep the fly brotha must
The power pack and I'm stacked like a mag
Straight up tennis in my pants there's a sag
so much grammar gotta slam it down my mouth
Shup? I met a she, put me in the rut g
With the dip that was down with me from the whole
Now front me too cool how-ever
I get the bread, gotta get the butter
Fix it up eat down throw it in the
(gutter dreamed it) sour, (creamed it)
Skinny-dipped into her ass as if it was a of water
Now the gettin hotter so I bought her a new ring
Maybe a love ballad is the song I
I gotta kiss her ass my tongue I before I curse
If you really want me bitch, take me for or for worse

rings*
I nah, just
rings*
[woman] I got it! *click*

Well this is the final chapter
Of me, going to rack up who is this?
In tune, in tune, in tune, a button why are you my house?
A button, a button! oh c'mon, honey who is what?
Would you come along me down mike is that you?
The lane and I will pick your brain oh my god. who is
I won't be like you think I will I'll fucking call the cops
I'll take a hammer and start to drill don't call my
Your skull, and then really start oh my god, what is this
Picking, your brains cells, I be what? I'm gonna call the cops
Licking, mmm mmm mmm mmmm! okay? quit fucking around
You so intelligent, ahhhhhh hello, who is this?
Yes yes yes, you trusted me, now help, who is what
I busted thee, top of your are you doing? why are you
You thought the day was going to be me?
Dull? ? I'll it very exciting
I took fingers then I started who are you? why are you
Biting, and then I scraped the calling my house?
Off, the bone, of your leg stop here!
Ahhahhh, you tried to make me beg call here anymore
But I had to insist, I had to
Iayaay, run up your with my fist aieeeeeeeeeeeee!
Okay, I think gone a little bit I'm gonna call the cops!
Overboard, stop it yet fuck you don't call my house!!

Like this... ("like what what like what")
(repeat 4x)

Yo, I'm geee
No manufactured
No ahh copies, we ahh, do copies
No copies,
Oh, so you expect me to do some type of show?
That's what it is huh?
Is that what you want? you talkin about?
What you talkin nigga?
Whatchu know bout the of l.a.?
tell you what's wrong with the problems
Of the in the l.a.
See the brothers needs type of education
And you know, some of foundation, in the, uhh
Community, the mute-co, duhh, the community
Grows like seeds, and the seeds not fall from
The tree if you don't the grass
So nigga get off your black asssahhhh
this... nanananananana, like this
You can get with this, or you can get with
I think you get this because fat lip's fat
Fat fat fat fat fat fat fat *echoes*
Uhhh, okay ummm, uhh, keep going keep going keep going
Keep going, ay romye, come here come here c'mere c'mere c'mere
C'mere c'mere (ok ok yo yo yo) c'mere for a second
Aiy rhasaan, rhasaan, imani, imani I you should
*music oh, duhh!