Luyện nghe bài hát Dick On The Track

Hey there, 'sup What's happenin'?
Come at me
Naww, here, yuh, I got somthin' for you
It's make ya say, Ungh
I aint nothin', y'all jus playin'
Come here, why you actin' that?
Naw for real, come 'ere

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

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 take it how it
She said, "You mean, I said who ya?"
Me and you can make
Dats kinda what I'm for movin' like I'm automated

What we bakin', mixin',
And twisted tha neighbors gonn' be
She said, "Slow down baby, movin' kinda
Besides we just met I 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 dick on tha track, and make 'em
Put the to the grove
Put the to the grove
otha niggaz ain't gonna do what I do

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

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

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

Gettin' nasty with the to be funky
a bass line
Disregard it and get ya good sing ain't no red
When I take

I'm havin' intercourse with the chorus
hot vocals, got your ad libs gettin' hoarse
Sweatin' the whole session, your burnt
She said, "Baby, beat it down no more
It's the second verse"

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

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

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

The way I my acoustics, ain't no comparin'
Very and aggressive when I lay 'em
Huffin' and right when I see 'em
Ya it down so scandalous
She got me thinkin' else

I'm ya like a massager
be bustin' off soon as ya touch me in
You can hear It the soundproof booth
Fuckin' up the

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

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

How that feel? Com here, dem headphones off
Turn little baby
I put tha dick on the track, ya me
It's like when I get on the

I sex with it, I make out with it
We make woopie, we do the
Anyone jus jump on and rush it?
I'm gonna spend wit you, I ain't quittin' halfway