Luyện nghe bài hát Bada Bing

Not a lot of
When he do the thing, bada boom, bing
From the womb to the
Get that ricotta, bada bing, bada

Doom, your precedes you
Wail till you crack and see we do, you dweeb you
No pun intended, takes one to one
know, it's unscented

Yo son, when them sent it from the other time
Before everybody and they mother
What a crime beats is the way
'em wanna hit the streets with the heat for a lame's pay

Game day, flag on the play, helmet
Drag on the suede from the gem of well spit
He didn't listen, kissin' the city glistened
Dependin' on what from what position sittin'

In the pissy wind, is this whistlin'?
Who let the spinnin' whisperin' in?
The Villain again? a doubt, that's his name
Don't play it out or spray it, when you say it out mouth

Then gave him a cold shoulder for a
And told him take a gold shower for fakin' funk, soul
Stocky, and cocky
Looked like Apollo Creed after he fought with

Rhymed in a broken slang, not cockney
Thirteen, his first queen wore hot knees
Had to tell her pops, yo cockblockin' B

Hold somethin' for your daily yay
Then go, like ricochet rabbit
How 'bout the say stab it?
There's liquor in the cabinet and a slicker for the

And Heineken, I told him much friend
What I gotta spend, if I only touch her then?
Why his widened?
He didn't your man had a nice surprise hidin'
pride in ridin' in a sly wise guy grin

Real real on the microphone
The are mechanized steel
Please, at least your ideals
How you got her walkin' along the stroll in heels?

He said her was gettin' old
God bless her soul
Now no more drama is your

to the head
He know a lot of haters wait till he dead
to go, like a ho, to a strange whack housewife
Only thing he know will his back do', how trife

Rules is rules, don't go
Stay on sale like a old coat made of
Keep a snotty chicken on E, the Ranger
Why everybody always on danger and doom?

Maybe him
Called up my lady, her baby it's slim
Make me up a margarita I to take a swim
Tell them remember school, if they let 'em out, cool
But get the hell out the pool

Hey shithead, it's me
And you know what? I heard, it's all done now
And somehow, I guess you must have lost my
You know You suck

You suck, music sucks
And I hate your sucky metal face
I hope you burn, going down
is the last big mistake, you'll ever make
You suck, I hate your

But, if there is another project in the
Please keep me in mind, you