Luyện nghe bài hát Bet Ya Man Can't (triz)

Blam, bang, bang
Yeah, Terror Squad
Trizzie, it out now

Yo, I'm X in sex
I like Lex Lugor
So who's to get
Scooped up by this roughneck from

We do maneuvers Super Dave
Always a group of babes
Sayin', "Mami's out"
Like Ray

Cuban Link don't play miss
I flip and do some
(Shit)
like hit you
With the whips and chains, it

I get you naked I'm mystic
'Cause this is as a brick
(Dick)
Raw with big bend it
(Balls)
Now get, physical, my jiggable pie

Let lyrical guy scuba dive
Right between thighs
I satisfy like a bar
'Cause I'm the bar

That'll stick you quicker
A 'spic will a car
My repertoire holds a four
Performance all women

Hittin' more skins than Baldwin
fallin' in love and you can't get up
Now check the cut, I ya
Now you strut, word up

Bet ya man do it like that
(Like that?)
He can't the middle
'Cause his thing too
Bet ya man can't do it like
(Like that?)
I you scream papa
(You the dada)

Bet ya man can't do it that
(Like that?)
He work the middle
'Cause his thing too
Bet ya man can't do it like
(Like that?)
I make you scream
(You the dada)

Yeah, uh, uh, yo
Paradin' in the
All eyes on my
the crist', sportin' the chick
Straight out of

Word up, patch
Three quarter front Polo
Be like, Who is he?
Lookin' a grizzly

While your watch me
You're busy pissy
lay your love
But your wanna kiss me, huh

I got a fly team, me and my
Gleam like high
the killin' off
Of with pipe dreams

It seem, like
I'm conceited with the talk
But I got the kind of
That could a Supreme Court

And we talk
The whole listen
your back to T.S. for one second
And find girl missin'

Baby, make me
Take it off, I you dolla
We can party manana
Ain't nobody know nada

to Allah
Give me some Mississippi
I'll be in the
Troopin' the like the chupacabra

it mama, you gettin' too hot
Bust a shot, boo-ya, rub it up and
Like my oo-wops, Suscia, me your dirty dance
The way you work the make
Any man jerk his gnads

Bet ya man can't do it like
(Like that?)
He can't work the
'Cause his too little
Bet ya man can't do it like
(Like that?)
I make you scream
(You the dada)

Yo, my official it in
(Shit's)
You like, Keith
Bury my beef, gettin' your cherry
Every week if

I'm nasty like Nas, did you ask me?
me those, cheeks
(Ass)
And I'll bring you joy like Black
In the of my jeep
We can or creep like TLC but don't sleep

I keep it real, what the mami?
You feel on my steel salami?
Come and try me, sign my name
All your punani

Ohh mami, you home with me?
All night in my tub Hennessey
layed up with your thighs up
I'ma surprise her when I up, inside her

Yippie kay yay, I'ma her
And her straight to the triz
Where we goin', straight to the
Pun in here and and Seis

You know what it is?
Soon as we in the crib
get biz, triz, triz, triz
Triz, triz, triz, triz,
(Okay)

ya man can't do it like Link
(Like Link?)
He can't the middle
'Cause his thing too
Bet ya man can't do it like
(Like Seis?)
I you scream papa
(You the dada)

Bet ya man can't do it like
(Like Crack?)
He work the middle
his thing too little
Bet ya man can't do it Pun
(Like Pun?)
I make you scream
(You the bana)

Bet ya man do it like Link
(Like Link?)
He can't the middle
'Cause his thing too
Bet ya man can't do it Seis
(Like Seis?)
I make you scream
(You the dada)

Bet ya man do it like Crack
(Like Crack?)
He can't the middle
his thing too little
Bet ya man can't do it Pun
(Like Pun?)
I make you scream papa, adios