Luyện nghe bài hát Cookies N Apple Juice

[ 1 : ]
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Killa!
Yo.

I won't kiss her, maybe hug her but I even like her
I might get it, hit it, split it but yo I'll never her.
I'm Roddy Piper, (yes) but when she can't decipher (what?)
Love for no fussing, buzzing, she out my Sypher. (ahh)
Come thru in a (Viper)
God damn I white nike her (yeah)
Yeah she straight, but get it straight, I might just dike her (dike her)
You fight and wanna bite her, (damn)
your girl down just like rikers
I ain't gotta do that once I hit shit the damn bitch will life her (forever)
This dude write her (write her?), e-mail, text and type her.
He a runna, I'm a gunna, baby girl, a (sniper)
Roll the blunts up, ma get the lighter
I'll have you squirtin' for certain, bring a diaper.
Milk, Lemonade, I'm a renegade
Handguns, hand meet me at the center stage. (stage, stage)
Baby boy go a squadron,
My crib got more than the fire department. (Ahh)

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Cookies some apple juice
Cookies with some juice (Lady)
I ain't mad at you, cookies with some apple (Lady)
I ain't mad at you, (Lady) cookies with some juice (Lady)
I ain't mad at you, cookies with apple juice

[ 2 : ]
{ Byrd }

First lady so wavy, lady of the birds, this is the Byrd
Holdin' up you know it crazy,
No I'm not yo' girl but I be your baby.
Yes baby, I'm sexy, why you bitty girls wanna test me?
Cuz I'm fly high with a jet ski,
that's why man wanna sex me.
Yep, he said I'm cute, try to throw me in the
Hit me when he hungry, my cookies, drink my apple juice.
Apple Coupe, zoom-zoom, your Porsche, vroom-vroom
zoom-zoom and not poom-poom, smash real fast got up out his
Classy, yet I get nasty, but never trashy,
Bright light, yes bitch I'm flashy, no you never pass me.
Ask me? Ask who, ask you. I'm sick, something a flu flu,
You stink, something a zoo zoo, Lay low, you know what to do boo
Cuz you don't want no problems, please trust girl, I will them.
Fo' Fives cats, I 'em, now it's hell up in Harlem.
This for midwest, south, dirty dirty,
Bitches up, tie your shoes now hurry hurry.

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Cookies with some apple
Cookies some apple juice
I mad at you, cookies with some apple juice
I ain't mad at you, cookies with some juice
I ain't mad at you, cookies with some juice
Milk, milk lemonade, round the corner fudge is
Cookies some apple juice, I'm just tryna get paid
Milk, milk lemonade, the corner fudge is made
Cookies with some apple juice, I'm tryna get paid

[ 3 : ]

I said, cookies and apple juice
Jeeps, Apple Coupes,
No hassle, hit 'em with a gavel, ask 'em my staff will shoot. (Shoot, shoot sh-sh-shoot)
What the bastard do? (nothing)
They run, we run this town, we'll run you down, they'll at 'chu.
Damn no, look at mommy her derriere (damn.)
Christmas, you could have a merry year.
Where you go, everywhere?
What you do? Let me hear.
I'm talkin' Vegas, I don't do teddy bears. (nope, nope, nope)
But I do do the nets..
to get my dick wet (No homo..)
But I'm tryna get your wet,
Doggy-style, facial, huh.. to Dipset.

[ Chorus to : ]

Cookies with some juice
with some apple juice
I ain't mad at you, with some apple juice
I ain't mad at you, cookies with some apple
I ain't mad at you, cookies with apple juice