Luyện nghe bài hát Ding Dong Song

95 South and them 69
Prepare for the stabbin' it's ding-a-ling time
It ain't no interruption, so please the phone
And get for the stabbin' from the ding-a-ling song
(Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding,
Who, da dat, da dat, da dat)

Yeah, 69 in the house, believe dat
up by the 95 South and it goes like this, c'mon

Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding,
Huh, true dat, true dat, dat
Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding,
Huh, dat, true dat, true dat

Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding,
Huh, true dat, true dat, dat
Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding,
Huh, true dat, true dat, dat

Yo, don't try to fake the on
Go on, you ya milk-bone, the ding-dong
So mangy kitty-cat, get back, get
Get back, get back, uhh

'Cause I'm servin' ground beef
Backed up by a of Sweet T
And you my theme song
Uh, that

So just call me ball
I pump when you click your jaw
And girl, I'm you took it all

I run you like a track meet
I wait, so jump in the back seat
In your caddy or
So get ready, for the

And you the words, so sing along
And prepare for the ding-ding,

Girl, you know a winner
Tell me what you for dinner
How 'bout a of that
Ding-ding-dong, da-dat,

us, help us, 68
Who do you
The one singin' you a sweet song
Or the one that's you ding-dong?

I can't sing too well
But I can that kitty-cat swell
So before I up
Hold your and wish yourself good luck

This ain't I Dream of
And I got no teeny weenie
Just call me Kong
Leader of the pack when it comes to

Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding,
Huh, true dat, true dat, dat

95 South, get on the mic now

Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding,
Come on for a game of ping pong
I'll serve girl, I like ya
Pass ya 'round and lemme ya

So let a get on ya
Pretty baby, I'm
ya up one night to ring-a-ling
Put in order for a 3 piece ding-a-ling

Or an extra crispy Dom
I'm in her, yo fellas, I got a
'Cause I pack you Dom till you fall asleep
me Black, or Daddy Dog Sheep

Hey yo, fellas, you to keep her
'Cause a nigga like Black'll her
Hey yo, girl, you go wrong
this ing-ding, dong-a, ding-ding, da-dong-dong

Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding,
Huh, true dat, dat, true dat

It's the Man

C'mon, c'mon, weenie-time
95 down with 69
nuttin' but plumbers, you're gettin' weak
'Cause I'm deep in ya

And it no shame
Hey girl, let's go to the game
If hungry, I'll feed ya
I got a menu, so let me ya

Hot smoked and some salty peanuts
And great, big ol' hot dogs that'll sho' 'nuff fill ya up,
But yo, don't try to eat too
'Cause you you might get choked
But you play around with a ding-a-long sandwich
it ain't no joke

So when you come to fight tonight
Be for the ding-a-ling
And you can bring your if you want this love
So step the ring

I got left jabs and jabs
And I'ma hit you the belt
I talked to the general
He said ding-a-ling was for your health, uh

Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding,
Huh, dat, true dat, true dat

Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding,
Huh, true dat, true dat, dat

Ding-ding, dong-a, ding-ding,
Huh, true dat, true dat, dat
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