Luyện nghe bài hát Da Bosses Lady

(Scarface excerpt) chick hes with....she like me. Oh, she likes you
huh? How do you know? The Chico....they never lie. What, are you
serious? Yeah, I'm serious....What do you Man, thats 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 me if I wear that hat?

1 (Kool G. Rap)
I had to have her, my first glance at her
stance at her
watchin' men throwin' Banjamins and at her
bottles of and France at her
advance at her, romance at her
Champagne chatter
ass fatter than that actress up in Family
lips thicker Mick Jaggers
dick so the shit could stab her
she pushed a Jaguar
paint like it was black lacker
she a small gat for back up
whole spectacular
peepin' out her frame, in back of her
she had the glass shape
had my blood fast paced
past late, get that ass raped, fast up with mask tape
mad papes, I tell by the way she was draped
her sex mate's caked up Drake's
he's got the by the lake
by the jakes
for takin' powder outta state
they straight sorrounded his crib tower gates
lookin' like a flowered wake
every hour he make about enough dough to spoil this bitch
sex, money, and power, good enough to devour
I hit her up inside the tiled shower
then back to reality
he her name was Valerie
dont fuck with that Ho, a nigga's on the salary
too low calorie
her man will get his
and straight turn the to a shootin' gallery

Chorus - off his life, to get in good with the 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, could get lost inspite
repeat

2: (Chameleon)

The lady, I cocks the four-fifth and holds it steady baby
my man ships more weight than the fuckin'
out to get this gravy, so you can't mine
you crossed the
with the bosses devine
ay yo, his mans, they crimes
found out you tryin' to fuck his dime
you your life on the line
but the are in my hands
I love this rich man, and fuckin' you is not in the
I'm out to get and live on my own land
so why fuck with that
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 you disrespect the man
supplies the cash for your checks?
on the low 'cause you know he tecks
and you for whats next
life is in debt for tryin' to get my pussy wet
realize the picture
I deal bigger figures
I got no for affairs with the average niggas
keep the to a limit
'cause no benefits in it
too much to if I let you hit it
you know the force is
and you creep
thinkin' how it would be if I just let you eat
but to the boss yo, I gotta stay
the change won't do
so me with you isn't boo

3: (Both)

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

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