Luyện nghe bài hát Da Bosses Lady

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

1 (Kool G. Rap)
I had to have her, since my glance at her
stance at her
watchin' men Banjamins and Grants at her
bottles of Italy and at her
advance at her, spit at her
Champagne glasses
ass fatter than that actress up in Matters
lips thicker Mick Jaggers
dick so hard the could stab her
she a sick Jaguar
paint like it was black lacker
she carried a gat for back up
shit spectacular
peepin' out her frame, in back of her
she had the hour glass
had my blood flowin' paced
past late, get that ass raped, fast tied up mask tape
mad papes, I tell by the way she was draped
her sex caked up like Drake's
he's got the by the lake
wanted by the
for takin' powder weight state
they straight sorrounded his with tower gates
garden like a flowered wake
every hour he make about enough dough to this bitch sour
sex, money, and power, pussy good enough to
I hit her up the marble tiled shower
then back to reality
he said her name was
dont fuck around with that Ho, a nigga's on the
pockets too low
her man get his cavalry
and turn the town to a shootin' gallery

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

2: (Chameleon)

The bosses lady, I the four-fifth and holds it steady baby
my man ships more than the fuckin' Navy
out to get this gravy, so you can't take
you crossed the
fuckin' the bosses devine
ay yo, his mans, they commit
found out you tryin' to fuck with his
you layed your on the line
but the cards are in my
I love this rich man, and fuckin' you is not in the
I'm out to get grands and on my own land
so why fuck that help?
I'm in wealth, you under his belt
hourglass figure I you felt
wonderin' how the pussy
taste will have you livin' in debt
fantasizin' his wifes sex,
so how could you 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 debt for to get my pussy wet
realize the bigger
I with bigger figures
I got no time for affairs with the average
keep the lustin' to a
'cause no benefits in it
too to lose if I let you hit it
you know the is deep
and you wanna
thinkin' how sweet it would be if I let you eat
but to the boss yo, I gotta true
the chump change do
so me you isn't happenin' boo

3: (Both)

(G. Rap) I ya style, kid you get wild
let the chips
my clique slit smiles across your mans throat so look big now
on shit like a (?)
lame you got this shit foul
we got the big bricks shipped in miles
I'm whippin' shit with 6 plus 6 valves
makin' off Fiscal
we regulated,
boo I you haven't heard the latest about these new agents
outrageous
(Chameleon) Yeah, I heard 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 spray my man in all kinds of sick and retarded
(G. Rap) gave him a harp to play
(Chameleon) I peeped your
(G. Rap) you with me
(Chameleon) yeah, no doubt, but I should you

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