Luyện nghe bài hát Blue Magic

[Intro: Big Baby
Uh, Baby, my voice down
No one should hear the words I'm saying
Turn my down
Uh, baby, me

[Verse 1: Big Baby
with no turban, lyricist with no sermon
My man Herman said whole team herbs, man
My man Victor said all of dick suck
I said yeah I know that's why always got they lips pucked
Disgust, every I spit stuff
Titty ass shit please lick nuts
The spliff, the dutch, spiff in the
666 the gut, bitch what
swords in my veins, call me GZA
Digi in the desk drawer, dude, me RZA
Slice open your face, me scissor
Sipping on the sizzurp, with your sister
like a young Jay, sounded like a young Nas
Y'all sound old Jay, y'all sound like old Nas
Y'all like Coldplay
Y'all like Oprah
Me I sound so dope, brah, out the chocha
Bet you wish you was hot, cha?
Do it for my culture, a vulture

2: Heems]
Like oh Lord this is killing me
I am feel like TSA grilling me
Greedhead my corporation liability
But they gon' me if they open the delivery
Where we from there is no one to up to
Two words: cards, don't care, fuck you
Big Baby Gandhi, 21-year-old
He bomb, now he on, Bin Islam
That mean he on the streets for this
This strong Sholay, two brothers two
Hombre, go thataway, no way
BBG told me y'all like Coldplay
Oye loca, he said y'all sound like
Speaking Hindi bhindi, family that's okra
Me I'm burning doja at the Double Dragon
On an island on Lake Texcoco
I'm like Moctezuma, mixed with Luda
Half Zab Judah, Heart - Barracuda
Suing Sarah Palin reading looking fancy
azfah and mango pulp, plenty in the pantry
Heart is a band, with ladies
is a wonderful man, but he crazy
Stop me let me breathe for a minute
You work so hard just to hit digits
Got a number in my head, hit it then finish
Money is evil but I like what I can buy it
Yo yo yo, but that's how they
If got the chance for a dollar they would wet 'cha
Are we the Well golly, you betcha
Big Gandhi plus Herman and Hector

3: Kool A.D.]
Verbal mathematic, the universal
My data global, my ancient
My man made lake, my sixteens lutz, y'all suck
Armpits, I shoot guns at suns that
I weed, drink water, watch TV, a regular dude
Shout to Young
My verbal ebonics low in and trans fats
Paragraphical, the kid
fuck with half of you
Other half, for a stack or two
For Baby I'll do a or two on spec
See me on bars on deck in Italian swim trunks, the kid
Kravitz, Blue Magic, too tragic
You had it, you lost it, the dude
You salads, your crew lost on average
me cabbages, you not be rappers
It's not your
the Damaja, you the school janitor
But no keys, though
Stand on the side, free
Y'all know how we go,

This shit is so ill but your mind is not ready, you don't
You better ask if nah nah nah nah nah, here we go
This shit is so ill but mind is not ready, I don't know
You better ask somebody if you that cheddy
A we go