Luyện nghe bài hát Ay Ay Ay

Alright, side
Big dogs, oh
We coming with this
You what I'm saying
On that same
Know what I'm saying, I
When you get to this mic, when you see this
You got to see this as you woman
plate of food, you know what I'm saying
Whether it's food, West Indian, whatever it may be
Be
Yo, uh, yo
Ay ay ay, niggas with nothing to say-ay-ay
Go on fay-ay-ay, partners and
Menu for today-ay-ay to be the emcee-ay-ay
a slice of ham and a sunny side ay-ay-egg
I a new style to play-ay-ay
Me and James found more than a hundred way-ay-ays
Say say say what? Me and my niggas to parlay-ay-ay
You couldn't fuck with us or today-ay-ay
Lay back, keep it smooth Gaye-ay-way
Shit bangin harder my ay-ay-A-K spray-ay-ay
cuse those who player hay-ay-ate
Eventually y'all will come around my
Like I said to say-ay-ay
You fake niggas way like the mind of a child born into K-K-K
Ain't a dollar sign out there to my resume-ay-ay
But if you insist, I'll a mill-ion today-ay-ay-ay-ay
the other ten for me-ay-ay
Stutter stutter rap, bringing it to slay-ay-ay
You niggas who orginalitay-ay-ay
I'm bringing it back for y'all niggas who lack
copy you'll skip I'll sell from here to Pompei-ay-ay
My shit the bomb diggy-ay-ay
Remain ill to the way
I keep it bangin in your

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

I was illing and cold on the block and willing
To let y'all niggas get away the trash you spilling
But, I ain't to float and be your life perserver
the police, turn this art to murder, word up!
Would rather unheard of to the common observer
Who claim they heard of, my fans forver learners
My plans forever to burner
Understand you the man, but I'm Turner
Watching B-B-E-T on mute while I write the verse up
Try not to curse up, we the big you the first pup
Who spitting the illy, yo for really
A broke hustler making willie style look silly wild
While I at will, or be killed by lyrical drill
Ain't a that will better the skill for real
Now that you the time do you feel
Me enough to put me on you fitty bill?
Anyway-ay-ay, back to you
We was conversating on how to make your spray-ay-ay
your body-ay-ay, my lifelong journey a pet for sexuality-ay-ay
For real, give it to me doll and leaving those fake starving
For a bargain, my shit's never for
I beg pardon, leaving them niggas with nothing to say
Who it banging in your sugar's pun-punannay