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 flex Lex Lugor
So who's to get
Scooped up by this roughneck Cuba?

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

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

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

Let this lyrical guy dive
Right between your
I like a Snickers bar
I'm the bigger bar

That'll you quicker than
A will strip a car
My holds a four star
with all women

Hittin' skins than Alec Baldwin
You're fallin' in and you can't get up
Now check the cut, I ya
Now you can't strut, 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 like
(Like that?)
I make you papa
(You the dada)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Word to
me some Mississippi massana
I'll be in the
the naga like the chupacabra

Cool it mama, you too hot
Bust a shot, boo-ya, rub it up and
Like my oo-wops, Suscia, show me your dirty
The way you work the make
Any man wanna 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 you scream papa
(You the dada)

Yo, my like it in
(Shit's)
You like, Murray
Bury my beef, your sweet cherry
Every week if

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

I keep it real, what the deal
You feel on my steel salami?
and try me, I'll sign my name
All over your

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

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

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

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

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

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