Luyện nghe bài hát Big Daddy vs. Dolemite

Mmm, oh
Mmm, mmm, mmm, oh

Allow me to myself
As the Big Kane
A smooth from around the way
That's bound to any bitch insane

Well, is my name
And rappin' and is my game

Oh Well, me tell you somethin'
Mr. Dolemite the shit you years ago
I see
But the 90's now and rap is all about me

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

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

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 wait for so much to pass?
been wantin' to tear up yo' old gray ass"
So I pulled out my it was so shiny it looked like it was painted
The hoe took one look and damn near

I it in the bitch
And the bitch to shout
That, oh Mr.
that motherfucker out"

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

a big snowstorm on the 4th of July
And drunk the waters in the Atlantic Ocean that shit 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 say fuck McDonald's
And ME the Big Mac

Why you long lanky
You nothin' but a sucker
I was born in a barrel of knives
Shot in the ass with two 45's

I've been slapped by a and bit by an eel
I chew up iron, and shit out steel
I jumped in the and swallowed a whale
Handcuff lightning and throw thunder's ass in

Why you ignorant decrepit
Let me tell you
I'm the one that put the M in
when you did it you was only actin

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

Yes, I'm the player of all
And the mack of all
Give a headache to
And the shit out of Ex-Lax

Why you insecure no barn junkyard
Rat soup motherfucker
It was in the 1960's when I originated my pimpin' game
I was whores 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 blind and cannot see
Yo' bitches have the pocks in the ass so bad they can't pee
Ride a bald eagle a feet in the air
And get out and do the man while you up there

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

Aw fuck it I up