Luyện nghe bài hát Check The Ring, Yo

[Some saying something]

Well, my name is mc chris, I saw you were alone.
I know if you knew this but I rock the microphone.
You look one kind of - I'm so the antidote.
You look seven kinds of like a slice of cantaloupe.
You the Sheena Easton 'cause, girlfriend, you got the look.
And no, I am not teasin', you can me like a book.
fiction in the kitchen, we'll experiment with foods.
Leftovers on my puts me in a mighty mood.
Okay, I'm a little forward, maybe I try reverse;
what's your name, what's you game, mind if I rifle through purse?
Here's the capper, I'm a rapper, just do a search;
twenty pages, I'm amazin'! What's your addy? I'll merch!
when I saw the rock, the ice, the diamond!
It hit me like it's lightning! frightening! I'm cryin'.
"I was stylin', profilin', payment on my Scion.
His name is Brian, in Fallujah freedom fightin',
so don't ask me who's your daddy. I'm else's mommy.
You can buy me all my drinks, but you get no punani."
It's so scary, they're all married. This party got gnarley.
Matahari just got sorry, roll like Katamari!

I, I, I, the ring, yo!
I, I, I, Hit the bling, WHOA!
I, I, I, the ring, yo!
I thought I was a man 'til I saw the band.
I, I, I, the ring, yo!
I, I, I, Hit the bling, WHOA!
I, I, I, the ring, yo!
I thought I was a man I saw the wedding band.

Well, my is mc cringle and, yes, ladies, I'm still single.
I sadly still read comics; yes, I'll if I mingle.
Caught the curves of Buttons, lookin' hotter than an oven.
Hold up, girl; now back that ass up like your was Lizzie Grubman.
Don't make push to shovin', all I wants a little lovin'.
somethin', I ain't frontin'. Aww, come on, Cuddle Muffin.
Nah, I ain't no scrub and don't with pigeons.
Been tested for disease, even for emissions.
She removed her party and then said, "I'm sorry, love."
I'm embarassed, she's got carrots while in from some thug.
"Oh, he's and he's a fan, very deft at dashing plans."
Goddamn these wedding bands, they're on single hand!
Well, I you both the best, congrats, good luck.
send a present in the post with a note that says "you suck."
Sorry that I've so angered by endangered naked digits.
Life never caters to my wishes; eff hater bitches.

I, I, I, the ring, yo!
I, I, I, Hit the bling, WHOA!
I, I, I, the ring, yo!
I thought I was a man 'til I saw the band.
I, I, I, the ring, yo!
I, I, I, Hit the bling, WHOA!
I, I, I, the ring, yo!
I I was a man 'til I saw the wedding band.

Life, it goes my way, I know.
Maybe I'm alone 'cause I call these hoes.
Life, it goes my way, I know.
Maybe I'm alone 'cause I call bitches hoes.
Life, it goes my way, I know.
Maybe I'm alone I call these bitches hoes.
Life, it goes my way, I know.
I'm alone 'cause I call these bitches hoes.