Luyện nghe bài hát Baby

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

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

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

Yeah, packin' cuties in the Hemi
I be runnin' hoes like in Miami
So I hit her, gotta get the of my Jimmy
I mean to pimp that hard, it's just in me

Got a sick flow and a couple of
Got this thick chick in Cisco
The day I met her, we backstage in the bathroom
She got a mouth a vacuum, uh

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

And the are scandalous
Thick like big bread sandwiches
on that, we smoke on bats
And put a hole through the on your Polo hat

And leave the shit smokin' where the at
And the witnesses won't po-po jack, uh
how it is when we fuck shit up
(Kill it)
People hoes and the blunts lit up
it

Yup, talk y'all
I met this girl night
She in my ear like

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

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

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

That you my man Phat
me where ya friends at
Kay moved to the valet the Benz at
be

Out high
Girls stop when see the clique ridin' 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
Makin' moves is a must, why bother it
If what doin' ain't 'bout dollars?

All my
(Baby)
always lookin' for me
My kids' moms always for me
They lookin' for me
You what? You gon' stick her or me?

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

my
(Baby)
Cakes with cakes cakes
(Ay, where my at?)
Keep a spendin' papes

Turn it up another
Yeah, how we doin' it
Broadcasting, live WBBE
You how we do it

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

How do I feel radio hip-hop?
I it's wack
Most of the they play is straight garbage