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

Blam, bang, baby
Yeah, Terror style
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 like Dave
Always a group of babes
Sayin', "Mami's out"
Sugar Ray

'Cause Link don't play miss
I flip and do strange
(Shit)
like hit you
With the and chains, check it

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

Let lyrical guy scuba dive
Right your thighs
I satisfy a Snickers bar
I'm the bigger bar

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

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

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

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

Yeah, uh, uh, yo
in the Palladium
All on my presence
Poppin' the crist', sportin' the
out of essence

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

While your watch me
busy drink pissy
Wanna lay love
But your love kiss me, huh

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

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

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

Baby, make me
Take it off, I give you
We can till manana
nobody gotta know nada

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

Cool it mama, you too hot
a shot, boo-ya, rub it up and down
Like my oo-wops, Suscia, show me your dirty
The way you work the pants
Any man wanna his gnads

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

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

I'm very like Nas, did you ask me?
me those, cheeks
(Ass)
And I'll bring you joy Black Street
In the of my jeep
We can chill or creep like TLC but sleep

I it real, what the deal mami?
You wanna feel on my salami?
Come and try me, I'll sign my
All over your

Ohh mami, you comin' with me?
All in my tub drinkin' Hennessey
Gettin' up with your thighs up
I'ma surprise her when I up, inside her

Yippie kay yay, ride her
And guide her to the triz
we goin', straight to the crib
Pun in and Cuban and Seis

You know time it is?
Soon as we in the crib
Let's get biz, triz, triz,
Triz, triz, triz, triz,
(Okay)

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

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

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

Bet ya man do it like Crack
(Like Crack?)
He work the middle
'Cause his thing too
Bet ya man do it like Pun
(Like Pun?)
I make you scream papa, adios