Luyện nghe bài hát Da Bosses Lady

(Scarface excerpt) That hes with....she like me. Oh, she likes you
huh? How do you know? The eyes Chico....they lie. What, are you
serious? Yeah, I'm serious....What do you think? Man, thats the
lady, you're gonna get us killed. The bosses fuck you man!....the
bosses lady...huh...that guys soft....you got of that for
me?...would you kiss me if I wear hat?

1 (Kool G. Rap)
I had to her, since my first glance at her
stance at her
watchin' men throwin' and Grants at her
of Italy and France at her
advance at her, romance at her
Champagne glasses
ass fatter than actress up in Family Matters
lips thicker than Jaggers
so hard the shit could stab her
she pushed a Jaguar
paint shined like it was lacker
she a small gat for back up
shit spectacular
peepin' out her frame, in back of her
she had the hour glass
had my blood fast paced
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
he's got the crib by the
by the jakes
for takin' powder weight state
they straight sorrounded his crib with gates
lookin' like a flowered wake
every he make about enough dough to spoil this bitch sour
sex, money, and power, pussy enough to devour
I hit her up inside the marble tiled
snapped back to reality
he her name was Valerie
dont fuck with that Ho, a nigga's 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 with the bosses wife, cross his
life just to his ice, to get him hit for the cost of rice, torch
the night, if the thoughts is right, could get lost inspite
repeat

2: (Chameleon)

The bosses lady, I cocks the and holds it steady baby
my man more weight than the fuckin' Navy
out to get this gravy, so you take mine
you crossed the
fuckin' with the devine
ay yo, his mans, commit crimes
found out you tryin' to fuck with his
you your life on the line
but the cards are in my
I this rich man, and fuckin' you is not in the plan
I'm out to get and live on my own land
so why with that help?
I'm livin' in wealth, you his belt
hourglass figure I know you
how the pussy smelt
lavish will have you livin' in debt
fantasizin' 'bout his sex,
so how could you the man
that supplies the for your checks?
on the low 'cause you he blaze tecks
and you fear for next
your life is in debt for to get my pussy wet
realize the bigger
I deal bigger figures
I got no time for affairs the average niggas
keep the lustin' to a
'cause no benefits in it
too to lose if I let you hit it
you the force is deep
and you wanna
how sweet it would be if I just 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 pile
my clique slit across your mans throat so look who's big now
barkin' on like a (?)
lame chick you got this foul
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 the latest about these new agents
outrageous
(Chameleon) Yeah, I heard the way you flip birds,
got these niggas standin' on the curb sellin' cocaine and
you and my nigga exchanged words then parted
you to God all day
your squad would spray my man in all of sick and retarded ways
(G. Rap) gave him a harp to play
(Chameleon) I your resume
(G. Rap) you me Angel?
(Chameleon) yeah, no doubt, but I should you

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