Luyện nghe bài hát Blackstreet (On The Radio)

No
Blackstreet/Dr. Pen

You what
I like the
No diggity, no
on playette
Play on
Yo Dre, drop the

(Dr Dre)
It's going down, face the
The homies got me, collab'
Pump like Athene, no
I put it down, slouch
As long as my credit can
A dog catch me saying ouch
Tell me who can stop when Dre moves
Attracting like a magnet
em eargasms with my mellow accent
Still moving this
With the Blackstreet and Teddy
The rump shakers

(Verse 1)
Shorty in down, Lord
Baby got em up open all over
Strictly biz, she play around
Cover much grounds, got by the pound
paid as a forty
Each and every day, true way
I get it out of my mind
I about the girl all the time

East side to the west
phat rides, it's no surprise
She got in the stash
up the cash
Fast when it to the gas
By no means
As almost got the heaven
Baby, a perfect ten, I wanna get in
Can I get down, so I can win

1-I the way you work it
No diggity, I try to bag it up, bag it up

(repeat 1, 1, 1, 1)

(Verse 2)
She's got class and
Street by the pow
never act wild
Very low key on the
Catching is unknown
Let me you how it goes
Curve's the words, the verbs
it curves so freak what you heard

Going the phatness
You even know what the half is
You pay to play
Just for shorty, bang-bang, to your way
I the way you work it
Trumped tight, all day, day
You're my mind, maybe in time
Baby, I can get you in my
(rpt 1...)

(Verse 3)
yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo
Hey yo, girl looks good
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo
on, play on playette
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo
You're my kind of girl, no
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo
Hey

(Queen Pen)

Cause that smart and we roll jeeps
Flying first class from New York to Blackstreet
you know about me, not a motherf.. thing
Crunching ear, wooded frames by my shortie

As for me, icy gleaming pinky diamond
We be's the clique up on the scene
Ain't you getting bored with fake ass broads
I shows and proves, no doubt, I be you, so

Please excuse, if I come room
That's just me and how the playettes got to be
kicking game with a capital G
Axe the peoples on my block, I'm as as can be

Word is bond, faking jacks ain't been me
Word is bond, faking never be my thing
So, Teddy, pass the word to nigga Johnson
I be in car, let's say around 3:30
Pen and Blackstreet, it's no diggity
(rpt 1, 2)