Luyện nghe bài hát Dick On The Track

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

You got that fire, ain't too fly but when I jus by ya
Hands at your side, don't you I ain't your average buya
I you live on the twelve-hundred block on Tecnuiqe
By tha studio apartments, 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 who told ya?"
Me and you can music
Dats kinda what I'm hopin' for movin' like I'm

we bakin', mixin', blendin'
And twisted tha neighbors gonn' be
She said, "Slow baby, movin' kinda swift
Besides we just met I usually 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 'em sang
Put the needle to the
Put the to the grove
Them niggaz ain't gonna do what I do

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

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

While I'm
my name, and who it's for? Dats what I'm askin'
Spitin' like wax all 64 tracks
Remember shock ta knock you sax, symbols and hats

Gettin' nasty with the to be funky
Like a line
Disregard it and get ya sing ain't no red lights
I take mine

I'm havin' intercourse with the chorus
Screamin' hot vocals, got ad libs gettin' hoarse
Sweatin' the session, your circuits burnt
She said, "Baby, beat 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 eyes on ya, I was like "Zaam"
"Tell me, where you goin'? What's your name?", she said," Pam"
And I think it's only better that you who I am
I'm the man they make high, the melophones in Southern Japan

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

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

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

But it's 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 be me, you, nobody else, Me and Mystikal junior

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

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