Luyện nghe bài hát Ay, Ay, Ay

Alright, east
Big dogs, oh
We coming with this
You know I'm saying
On that vibe
Know what I'm saying, I
you get to this mic, when you see this microphone
You got to see this microphone as you
plate of food, you know what I'm saying
Whether soul food, West Indian, whatever it may be
Be
Yo, uh, yo
Ay ay ay, leaving niggas nothing to say-ay-ay
Go on fay-ay-ay, and compadre-ay-ays
Menu for today-ay-ay to be the emcee-ay-ay
With a slice of ham and a side ay-ay-egg
I choose a new to play-ay-ay
Me and James Ingram found more than a hundred
Say say say what? Me and my came to parlay-ay-ay
You couldn't fuck with us tomorrow or
Lay back, keep it Marvin Gaye-ay-way
Shit bangin than my ay-ay-A-K spray-ay-ay
Never those who player hay-ay-ate
y'all will come around my way-ay-ay
Like I said to say-ay-ay
You fake niggas way like the mind of a child born into K-K-K
a dollar sign out there to match my resume-ay-ay
But if you insist, I'll take a today-ay-ay-ay-ay
Save the ten for me-ay-ay
Stutter stutter rap, bringing it back to
You niggas who orginalitay-ay-ay
I'm bringing it back for y'all niggas who lack
Every copy you'll skip I'll from here to Pompei-ay-ay
My remains the bomb diggy-ay-ay
Remain ill to the way
I it bangin in your pun-punananay-nanay

[Saukrates] (Niggas ov S.I.N.)
(Ay ay ay) remain the bomb day ay baby
it bangin in your pun-punan(ay ay ay)
When I die use my funk for your carry oh-oh-okay-ay-ay
it now
(Ay ay ay) the bomb diggy day ay baby
it bangin in your pun-punan(ay ay ay)
When I die use my funk for your carry oh-oh-okay-ay-ay

I was illing and cold chlling on the and willing
To let y'all niggas get away the trash you spilling
But, I going to float and be your life perserver
Play the police, turn art to murder, word up!
Would rather stay-ay unheard of to the observer
Who claim they heard of, keep my forver learners
My plans forever hand to
you the man, but I'm Truck Turner
Watching watching B-B-E-T on mute while I the verse up
Try not to up, we the big dogs you the first pup
Who stuck the illy, yo for really
A broke hustler making y'all style look silly wild
While I kill at will, or be by lyrical drill
a competitor that will better the skill for real
Now that you know the time do you
Me enough to put me on you fitty dollar
Anyway-ay-ay, to you pun-punananny-ay
We was conversating on how to your punanny spray-ay-ay
Loving your body-ay-ay, my lifelong a pet for sexuality-ay-ay
For real, give it to me doll and leaving fake niggas starving
For a bargain, my shit's never for
I beg your pardon, them niggas with nothing to say
Who keeps it banging in sugar's pun-punannay