Luyện nghe bài hát Bamboozled

Yeah, the Diesel Truckers with Keith
Live, Jacky Jasper
We international and rational

I saw the Grammy's, I impressed with that
A lot of stylists overdressed
Was I Who was the best at?
Two on Stoli's, eight thousand for this man you owe me
I left the V.I.P. lonely

Me, folks, Don Juan played the back
The women chose me over guess who? Toney
Kid, I got your lady to Sony
Girls, tell Bobby I'm the real

New York's verse carrier
You better scoop her, I marry her
Award winner without rims, tap your dime piece spinners
JVC, LL with the antennas
I get on aspirin cups filled with Guinness

The Ernie Onassis with masters, Marc and Jack Jasper
Sunday gators on the pastor
Go player, yous a wallflower
Scared to to her, I'ma ask her

Rep it at the casino, in your presence
Miami's biggest
Whack rappers want me out the like Al Pacino

We pop bottles, up models, bamboozled
Runny makeup, Celebrities
Paparazzi, Boulevard
42nd street, Las Vegas, South

We pop bottles, washed up models,
Runny makeup, Celebrities
Paparazzi, Boulevard
street, Las Vegas, South Beach

I seen a lot of rappers turn soft, I my TV off
And got commercials, thugs in commercials
And everybody's chick gladiator and shit
No pimps, no hustlers, yo, where's whips?
No Maybachs, no Lambos on the

Towncar, ridin Express
And yo' the winner is
Your didn't win, your rhymes didn't get shit
They like the way you move in suits

And 70 boots
You the example, yo, the industry is whack, yo
Now you can bet your label and your on that
See rappers don't no parts of men
They zombies, 28 Days all again
Everybody's scared, again
They bone crush ya, monkeys in the again

We pop bottles, washed up models,
makeup, Celebrities Uncensored
Paparazzi, Boulevard
42nd street, Las Vegas, Beach

We pop bottles, up models, bamboozled
Runny makeup, Uncensored
Paparazzi, Sunset
42nd street, Las Vegas, South

Celebrity nigga, broke a MC nigga
up on the scene
Trackin cream, so
You can't come clean, money I fiend

I the score, your mother-in-law
My money is more, she's leavin him
I the game, ask Rick James
I don't complain and I explain

Go fetch, I draw the
You won't catch, I got the
The chips won't switch, not a bitch
I'll take the chips, on my dick

They flowin in, steppin on up the out
Hiccup, bitch, shut the up
What is wrong? Income's
The my wife, the street's my life, uh

We pop bottles, washed up models,
makeup, Celebrities Uncensored
Paparazzi, Boulevard
42nd street, Las Vegas, Beach

We pop bottles, up models, bamboozled
Runny makeup, Uncensored
Paparazzi, Sunset
42nd street, Las Vegas, Beach