Luyện nghe bài hát Chez Chez La Ghost

Tommy Mattola, on the road
He his lady, two months ago
Maybe he'll her, maybe he won't
Oh that love

try to pass me, but none could match me
No girl can me, I'm just too nasty
Lost on the dance floors, attack you all
Snuck through the door, guess who they saw?
Goldie and Ghost, Black African
Star-studded low lenses, the mural was dope
W B's, stop
(Shake body, body)
And cop a of these
(She's a hottie, hottie)

Scottfree and Chauncey, very
They're sick and tired of in debt
Tired of roaches and of rats
I know are over

One in the head, I'm fed, this is how doin'
Put a Ruff Ryder on my dick, bust right them
Come out your shirt, insert the rhyme
Dr. Bizerk, Bacardi lime
We passin' it, takes the shake your Klein
Before the floor gets moist, taste and mine
Swallow nine, model from Bahamas
Slim Doo-Doo makers stuffed pajamas

They'll take all your rhymes with a smile, hey baby
They'll love you one second, then hate you the
Oh it crazy baby, yeah
Tony's his name, the undefeated champion,
(Blow 'em God)

Now he's alone, just the king of his throne
(Yeah, aha)
Always will be my friend, Ghostface
(Truly yours, boo)

Ghostface, Ghostface
Ghostface, Ghostface
Ghostface, Ghostface
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