Luyện nghe bài hát Bada Bing

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

Doom, reputation precedes you
Wail till you crack and see what we do, you you
No pun intended, takes one to one
We'll know, it's

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

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

In the pissy wind, is this whistlin'?
Who let the spinnin' djinn in?
The again? Without a doubt, that's his name
Don't play it out or spray it, when you say it out your

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

Rhymed in a broken English slang, not
Thirteen, his first queen hot knock knees
Had to tell her pops, yo stop B

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

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

Real real on the microphone
The wheels are steel
Please, at least respect ideals
How you got her walkin' along the in high heels?

He said her mama was old
God bless her poor
Now no more drama is role

to the head
He know a lot of can't wait till he dead
Lead to go, like a ho, to a strange whack
Only thing he know change his back do', how trife

Rules is rules, go there
Stay on sale like a old made of mohair
a snotty chicken on E, the Lone Ranger
Why everybody pickin' 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 kids remember school, if they let 'em out, cool
But get the from out the pool

Hey shithead, me again
And you know what? I just heard, all done now
And somehow, I guess you must lost my number
You what? You suck

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

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