Luyện nghe bài hát Dick On The Track

Hey there, boo? What's happenin'?
holla at me
Naww, here, yuh, I got somthin' for you
gon' make ya say, Ungh
I aint sayin' nothin', y'all jus
here, why you actin' like that?
Naw for real, come tho'

You got that fire, ain't too fly but when I jus by ya
Hands at your side, don't you know I ain't average buya
I thought you live on the block on Tecnuiqe
By tha apartments, right off 70 street

She said, "Ya, how do you that?"
I said, "You live door to my friend, her name, Tazra"
She said, "Oh you know, Tim?"
I said, "Ya, we use ta kick it man, about it?"

She said, "No that's cool, my girl"
Don't it how it sounded
She said, "You mean, I said who ya?"
Me and you can music
Dats kinda what I'm hopin' for movin' I'm automated

we bakin', mixin', blendin'
And twisted tha gonn' be listenin'
She said, "Slow down baby, movin' swift
we just met I usually don't get down like this"
I said, "Dont trip, I got you!"
She said, "You sure?", I said, "Yup I got to"

Put tha on tha track, and make 'em sang
Put the needle to the
Put the to the grove
Them otha niggaz ain't gonna do I do

When I hit ya with tha
Say sapreno, when your
We aint gonna stop makin'
in the mornin'

I say baby, kick it wit me all
Safe sex like pot on my mic
Comin' the woofer, in your speaker when we freakin'
I can see you hot, why you weakinin'? Climaxin'

While I'm
Whats my name, and who for? Dats what I'm askin'
Spitin' wax all over 64 tracks
Remember shock ta you sax, symbols and high hats

Gettin' nasty with the music to be
a bass line
Disregard it and get ya good sing no red lights
When I take

I'm havin' sexual with the chorus
Screamin' hot vocals, got ad libs gettin' hoarse
Sweatin' the whole session, your burnt
She said, "Baby, don't it down no more
It's just the verse"

Put tha on tha track, and make 'em sang
Put the to the grove
Put the to the grove
Them otha niggaz ain't do what I do

Put tha on tha track, and make 'em sang
Put the to the grove
Put the to the grove
otha niggaz ain't gonna do what I do

First time I laid on ya, I was like "Zaam"
"Tell me, girl where you goin'? What's name?", she said," Pam"
And I think it's only better that you who I am
I'm the man make high, like the melophones in Southern Japan

The way I work my acoustics, ain't no
rough and aggressive when I lay 'em
Huffin' and puffin' right I see 'em
Ya breakin' it down so
She got me when else

I'm touchin' ya a massager
I'll be bustin' off soon as ya me in
You can hear It the soundproof booth
up the roof

Don't stop, she on top and I'm watchin' 'em
No more and minglin'
She pregnant my singer
I don't be and tellin'

But it's gotta be
Now I'm 500 dollas short, we got married, I wed till I was old
To infinite, I'm plannin' our
jus gonn' be me, you, nobody else, Me and Mystikal junior

How feel? Com here, take dem headphones off
Turn little baby
I put tha on the track, ya feel me
like when I get on the track

I have sex with it, I make out it
We woopie, we do the nasty
wanna jus jump on and rush it?
I'm gonna spend time wit you, I quittin' halfway