Luyện nghe bài hát Bada Bing

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

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

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

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

In the pissy wind, is this whistlin'?
Who let the spinnin' djinn in?
The Villain Without a doubt, that's his name
play it out or spray it, when you say it out your mouth

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

Rhymed in a English slang, not cockney
Thirteen, his queen wore hot knock knees
Had to her pops, yo stop cockblockin' B

Hold for your daily yay habit
Then go, bada-bing-bing-bing ricochet rabbit
How the sicko say stab it?
liquor in the cabinet and a slicker for the crafted

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

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

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

Straight to the
He know a lot of haters can't till he dead
Lead to go, like a ho, to a whack housewife
Only thing he will change his back do', how trife

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

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

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

You suck, your music
And I hate your sucky stupid metal
I hope you burn, going down
This is the big mistake, you'll ever make
You suck, I hate guts

But, if is another project in the future
keep me in mind, thank you