Luyện nghe bài hát Da Bosses Lady

(Scarface excerpt) That chick hes with....she me. Oh, she likes you
How do you know? The eyes Chico....they never lie. What, are you
serious? Yeah, I'm serious....What do you think? Man, the bosses
lady, you're gonna get us killed. The lady? fuck you man!....the
bosses lady...huh...that soft....you got some of that for
me?...would you kiss me if I that hat?

1 (Kool G. Rap)
I had to have her, since my glance at her
stance at her
watchin' men throwin' and Grants at her
bottles of Italy and at her
advance at her, spit at her
glasses chatter
ass fatter than that up in Family Matters
lips thicker than Mick
so hard the shit could stab her
she pushed a sick
paint shined it was black lacker
she a small gat for back up
shit spectacular
peepin' out her frame, walkin' in of her
she had the hour shape
had my blood flowin' fast
past late, get that ass raped, fast tied up with mask
mad papes, I could by the way she was draped
her sex mate's up like Drake's
got the crib by the lake
wanted by the
for takin' weight outta state
they straight his crib with tower gates
lookin' like a flowered wake
every hour he make enough dough to spoil this bitch sour
sex, money, and power, good enough to devour
I hit her up the marble tiled shower
snapped back to reality
he said her name was
dont fuck around with that Ho, a on the salary
pockets too low
her man will get his
and turn the town to a shootin' gallery

Chorus - off his life, to get in good the bosses wife, cross his
just to floss his ice, to get him hit for the cost of rice, torch
the night, if the thoughts is right, bodies could get lost
repeat

2: (Chameleon)

The bosses lady, I the four-fifth and holds it steady baby
my man ships more weight the fuckin' Navy
out to get this gravy, so you can't take
you the line
fuckin' with the bosses
ay yo, his mans, they commit
out you tryin' to fuck with his dime
you layed life on the line
but the cards are in my
I love this rich man, and you is not in the plan
I'm out to get and live on my own land
so why fuck with that
I'm in wealth, you under his belt
figure I know you felt
wonderin' how the pussy
taste will have you livin' in debt
fantasizin' 'bout his sex,
so how you disrespect the man
that supplies the for your checks?
on the low 'cause you know he tecks
and you for whats next
your life is in for tryin' to get my pussy wet
the bigger picture
I deal bigger figures
I got no time for affairs with the niggas
keep the to a limit
'cause ain't no in it
too to lose if I let you hit it
you know the is deep
and you wanna
thinkin' how sweet it be if I just let you eat
but to the yo, I gotta stay true
the chump won't do
so me with you isn't boo

3: (Both)

(G. Rap) I ya style, kid you get wild
let the chips
my clique smiles across your mans throat so look who's big now
on shit like a (?)
lame chick you got this shit
we got the big shipped in from miles
I'm whippin' shit with 6 plus 6 valves
makin' off Fiscal
we regulated,
boo I guess you haven't heard the latest these new agents
stackin'
(Chameleon) Yeah, I about the way you flip birds,
got these standin' on the curb sellin' cocaine and erbs
you and my nigga exchanged words then ways
you to God all day
your squad would my man in all kinds of sick and retarded ways
(G. Rap) straight gave him a harp to
(Chameleon) I peeped resume
(G. Rap) you me Angel?
(Chameleon) yeah, no doubt, but I bang you

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