Luyện nghe bài hát Baby

go
Turn it up, live, niggaz, it up
the official, we got the bank for ya, go

You can catch Guilty Simpson at a rave with
a .38 snub and a razor blade, uh
Thug in a major way
I kick ya dog's ass a Flavor Flav

niggaz with guns beneath leathers
If you know better, keep ya on tether
Niggaz got like cold, cold weather
And big money clips they fold dough better

Yeah, packin' cuties in the Hemi
I be runnin' hoes like Luke in
So I hit her, get the half of my Jimmy
I don't to pimp that hard, it's just in me

Got a flow and a couple of pistols
Got this thick Coco in Cisco
The same day I met her, we in the bathroom
She got a like a vacuum, uh

We them with the chains on our neck
five minutes we untanglin' them
It's Pay Jay make sure the on the check
Jay Dee in the turnin' lane ya ex, like Los Angeles

And the nights are
Thick like big basket sandwiches
Choke on that, we on bats
And put a hole through the on your Polo hat

And leave the shit smokin' where the at
And the witnesses tell po-po jack, uh
how it is when we fuck shit up
(Kill it)
People horny and the blunts lit up
it

Yup, talk y'all
I met this girl last
She whispered in my ear

Baby, the one
Baby, take me home
Baby, lay me
Baby, girl it's only
Baby, the one
Baby, the one for me

(Yeah)
You should be my baby
(Turn it up)
You should be havin' my

It's the official, [unverified] make the wrist
Think it's a disco I ran Bisco
If you it, where your Earl Flynn at?
Cut the check, Tim tell 'em to send at

you [unverified] my man Phat
Tell me where ya at
Kay moved to the valet where the at
be

Out high
Girls stop when they see the clique by, on jock
ain't invited unless they gon' drop
You do it how I it and make it go pop

If all's agreed, we got
Skatin' through the area movin' at Mach
moves is a must, why bother doin' it
If y'all doin' ain't 'bout dollars?

All my
(Baby)
Girls lookin' for me
My kids' always lookin' for me
They good for me
You You gon' stick with her or me?

girl, you always givin' the third degree, you still my
(Baby)
Always me up on my toes
Unless I'm out creepin' on do's or with hoes

my
(Baby)
Cakes with cakes upon
(Ay, where my at?)
Keep a nigga papes

Turn it up notch
Yeah, that's how we it
Broadcasting, from WBBE
You how we do it

We got a special guest in the
He goes by the name of New York
Dave, we 'bout, hip hop and radio
Dave, where you at it?

How do I about radio hip-hop?
I think wack
Most of the they play is straight garbage