Luyện nghe bài hát Big Daddy vs. Dolemite

Mmm, oh
Mmm, mmm, mmm, oh

me to introduce myself
As the Big Daddy
A smooth lover from the way
That's bound to drive any bitch

Well, Dolemite is my
And and tappin' is my game

Oh Well, me tell you somethin'
Mr. Dolemite the shit you talkin' ago
I see
But it's the now and rap is all about me

Listen when it down to rappin'
I was with it before you learned what to do with it
I'm the King so I'm stakin' my
In the rappin'

Y'know? For all players, I am the
I'm also as the hot pussy seeker
When it comes down to ridin' up and in some pussy
I make it weaker also it gets a little

I was walkin' down Broadway the day
An old old lady my way
She said, "I'll be glad when you 18
I'm gonna you a fuckin' like you ain't never seen"

I said, "Lady, why for so much time to pass?
I've been wantin' to up yo' old gray ass"
So I pulled out my it was so shiny it looked like it was painted
The hoe one look and damn near fainted

I it in the bitch
And the bitch began to
That, oh Mr.
Take motherfucker out"

Well, you ain't sayin' nothin' to a can of oil
I walked barefoot New York to Dallas
Won for Pimp of the
At the Caesar's

Made a big snowstorm on the 4th of
And drunk the waters in the Atlantic Ocean 'til that was dry
I was makin' money before was put on a bill
And I kicked Jack's ass and his hoe Jill

I'm the one who the bull's back
And made people say McDonald's
And ME the Big Mac

Why you long motherfucker
You ain't nothin' but a
I was in a barrel of butcher knives
Shot in the ass with two 45's

I've been by a bear and bit by an eel
I chew up railroad iron, and shit out
I jumped in the ocean and swallowed a
lightning and throw thunder's ass in jail

Why you ignorant decrepit
Let me you somethin
I'm the one put the M in mackin'
Because when you did it you was only

I made pimpin' a full job
So wouldn't have to go out and rob
I the streets of New York hot as a sauna
And hung a home sweet hoe sign on every

Yes, I'm the player of all
And the of all macks
Give a to Excedrin'
And knock the shit out of

Why you insecure no business barn
Rat soup eatin'
It was in the early 1960's when I my pimpin' game
I was callin' jives ass bitches

And pimps ass lame
Kane, you can take my reign
You gotta cook me a and a half a day
from New York to Los Angeles and throw the bones away

You gotta be born and cannot see
Yo' bitches have the pocks in the ass so bad they can't pee
a bald eagle a million feet in the air
And get out and do the man while you up there

the mumps and the Asiatic flu
And the crabs around yo' ass start the Yankee Doodle Doo

Aw fuck it I up