Luyện nghe bài hát Charms Alarm

A hem
What we have is a very serious delicate situation
Lots of out here always ridin the dick hmmph
But check out
I like your style I like stride
and I like your
But the Late Show we standin for that shit
So my man right he wrote a little song about it
Why you sing it

Ring the alarm comes the Com
Call me Mr. -- check it out!
the, alarm, here comes, the Com
Call me Mr.
On the Goodship,
POP goes the lolli lolli, for I'm, the
Fellow, he-LLO? Is anybody there?
I'm not a step, so stare
Because I Rock-well I feel like
I always like, Somebody's Watchin Me
ooh, Watchin Me
It's gotta be that, that that nigga that sweat my shit
I say say say, "Black get off the 'zack,
you block my tract"
I gotta go pee-pee, yo you know me
You're a New Kid on My Jock, tip-seekin and you're phony
It's my little and you cannot get a ride
So you see me homey, just please just step aside
Step aside, not talkin wlidside, I'm comin from the
where the ruffnecks reign; if you can't stand it, don't go
Cause it's hot I got the stuff to call your bluff and pull card
and nowadays it's all these kids, that wanna be hard
You're FRAUDULENT, I can tell a pussy by his
So sorry, but the van got
And out is how I'm lookin, I'm out for my people
I'm fly like I'm fly like but me don't no eagle
Beat the beater the juice, how far would you go to
never gonna get it, woo-wooh-wooh-WOOH! * sings like En Vogue*
You down from the +Jump+, so why you wanna Kris Kross?
You no business buyin, junkyard motherfucker
Get lost, cause a sucker

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We really we got em, you can spot em
from a distance, now let's just say FOR
you got a crank gettin ganked for his bank by some
little wench -- is you is, or is you
the
You gotta gotta be, be, to let the shit occur
Gettin pimped, by a hoe, that ain't too proud to beg, for dough
She get your money mo mo money money mo!
I couldn't go out that if it was my first day off of punishment
Just call me Kaopectate; in relationships, I'm shit
So don't be comin to me that, "We can go out, you pay"
Cancel that bitch, the, Unamerican way
is the circumcision, and skins is gettin cut off
Ridin on my shit, just to get nut off
NOT, no cops, low-downs want a lick
If you ain't down the 'Van, Dyke, get off the Dick
Cause I remember the time, the time, the time you
to play me like I was but now you're just a groupie
Sweatin me uhh, me uhh
Tellin me I get big don't be forgettin me uhh
But forget you, forgot you, after, I you
It's Blo Pop bitch, you better set your clock
to the Charms

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Why'd the sucker MC sucker MC cross the
To get to the side?!
Why'd the sucker MC MC cross the road?
To get to the side, now check it out
I got the pep in my step, the in my glide
So I won't trip, when I let my slip
Some shake it to the East, I'm West, well I'ma shake your mid
And I'ma get you suckaz, just me one side, and one rib
I barbeque the mouths HEY, I barbeque the
Cause mom always said - play wack in the house!
So take garbage to the backyard
And I was like, "Everybody wanna rap hard"
you wasn't hardcore, so Sonic why ya flipped?
How you gonna hop you ain't hip?
You rap, on a two-way street - and lost it
on a parkway, I ain't sayin no names, yo Suave
Fuckin goons stab wounds, I need to shank the crank
Elvis Presley Jr., tryin to be somethin you ain't
No daps, are hoes, y'all go on stage
and take off all clothes; then you -- strike a pose
You knows and I knows, that's how you sell your
your shit is BUTT, you gotta get NAKED
But you're wack, you're wack, your body to me
I said you're wack, you're wack, showin body to me
You got no Soul man, and you to get a Pound
Cause you, ain't, down..
.. with true you SUCKERS