Luyện nghe bài hát Conversation With A Devil

My is Nicky, but you can call me Dre
I party L.A, now baby what you gotta say
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My name is Nicky, but you can me Dre
I party through L.A., now baby what you say
I live and lay like Sugar Ray, I listen to
You never see me workin, and freak I like to play, OK?
thicker than a can of peanut butter, OK?
Talkin' to another brother, me the eye
Man I can't believe those thighs,
I can see the your eyes, shit
And if I get you in my coils), I'ma for oil
And let me you baby girl I'm spoiled
My favorite colour's blue, I'm the number two
Meanin' that I like to my cake 'n eat it too
She said, "Do you want a drink baby?" -"Yeah"
"You me to get it for you baby?"

Shit- My name is Nicky, but you can me Dre, what up
I'm only in town for one day, up
Aretha Franklin tapes I to play, what up
I can see you the Tanqueray

Shit- My is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, fast
I'm lookin' like MC Shan,
is at least a six footer, ass
We can get together in the of the night
Hop into my ride, take flight, that's
You're rollin' with a pisces, buckle up
Slick Rick like, "da da da..."
chicken hawkin' like, "da da da..."
Caught up in my like, "da da da..."

My is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, I'm over
Baby had hips boulders, I'm over

Feelin' kinda tipsy man but I ain't trippin'
Talkin' bout the next
My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre (what up)

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My name is Nicky, but you can me Dre
I hit the
I through L.A., this what I gotta say;
You're
Girl what's your sign?
You're
All up in my eyes, you a
You're
And I'ma keep on spittin' only if you're listenin'
Standin' in the position
Shit- My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, up
We can talkin' in the cuts, what up
Damn girl ya got a big

Shit- My name is Nicky, but you can me Dre, fo' real
Baby wearin' 'n high heels, fo' real
They bumpin' Big Daddy like, "da da da..."
And plus pays like, "da da da..."
And I really ain't like, "da da da..."

My name is Nicky, but you can me Dre
The plan is to to ya girl until you understand
The plan, we can talk about pants 'cause I really don't dance
Standin' in my playboy
I you in the eye, you're rubbin' on my hands
I you got a man, ya actin' so bold
why the game might be feelin' so cold
I say you got control, I put you in the
I you in your ear, "Do you wanna roll?"
I her say "yes"
You're rollin' with the fresh,
My name is Nicky, but you can me Dre, OK?
(OK?)