Luyện nghe bài hát Dick On The Track

Hey there, 'sup What's happenin'?
holla at me
Naww, here, yuh, I got somthin' for you
It's gon' make ya say,
I sayin' nothin', y'all jus playin'
Come here, why you like that?
Naw for real, 'ere tho'

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

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

She said, "No cool, that's 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 like I'm automated

we bakin', mixin', blendin'
And tha neighbors gonn' be listenin'
She said, "Slow baby, movin' kinda 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 dick on tha track, and make 'em
Put the to the grove
Put the needle to the
otha niggaz ain't gonna do what I do

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

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

I'm rappin'
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 ain't no red lights
I take mine

I'm sexual intercourse 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 needle to the
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 needle to the
Put the to the grove
Them otha niggaz gonna do what I do

First time I laid eyes on ya, I was "Zaam"
"Tell me, girl where you What's your name?", she said," Pam"
And I think it's only 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 rough and when I lay 'em
Huffin' and right when I see 'em
Ya breakin' it down so
She got me thinkin' when

I'm ya like a massager
I'll be bustin' off as ya touch me in
You can It through the soundproof booth
up the roof

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

But gotta be told
Now I'm 500 dollas short, we got married, I wed till I was old
To infinite, I'm plannin' our
It's jus gonn' be me, you, else, Me and Mystikal junior

How that Com here, take dem headphones off
Turn around little
I put tha dick on the track, ya me
like when I get on the track

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