Luyện nghe bài hát Ditty

Yo, this is how I'm comin' for the deuce
fat, fat track
So Rhythm D, pour the orange
And let's while sippin' on yak
it's like that
I'm conscious of hoes, so Paperboy wears
I wear a jimmy for the skins 'cuz it's a trim
Front row seats, aiyo, I know she's on the inch

Just to get a piece of the green but an undertaker
Now you know the Paper is an around the world
Me sink? I float from dough, but yo, had to a breakdown
Paid in full, so now you know why my round
the rap back up and scoopin' up crowds
Just like a shovel
Not from the ghetto, but yo, it to another level
Let the beat ride, but hold on to women, G
'Cuz now that I'm rich so many women do me

It a man say, "Damn"
I'm taxin' more, play than homey Sam
But let me speak to the weak, I the rookies
My time is help up, extremely for
Just let me clock this in ninety two
Hey, you don't bother me and I never won't bother you

And ah, you just watch a brother flowin' like
Think before you step, these niggas just might stag ya
Although I'm labeled the black fade
It's gold D's on my four and gold lex 'cuz I got it
I brought the beat on once again I had to
And just like Jody Watley, girl, I can have you
Just let me work track, and yo, any way is OK
Your place or mine, all night the next day
Unh

Do the ditty if you to
Because then I can see if I you
Just do the ditty, if you want to
then I can see if I want you

Now here we go the top
verse of the same song
With the conclusion, all should be with ding-dong
since a man clock a grip,, G
It's every nickel and dime nigga be like
"See, you remember me?"
A hustler, and his with more hoes to lego
Keep 'em chunky like Prego, so can play with my eggo
I have a tendency to flow, start off my own groove

Pick up the mic and all of a I see high movin'
Guess it's like magic, and is the magician
If I was a vacuum I'd be up competition
Let it ride again, and yo, I got my own thing
Straight behind my hoes so miss me with the chick Soul Train
And I'm a break my note, just to show up
Tote on his ass when I him 'cuz we bud smokin'
A black man tryin' to it and that ain't no fair
But just BeBe and CeCe, I'll take you there, huh

Do the ditty if you to
then I can see if I want you
Just do the ditty, ditty if you to
Because then I can see if I you

Now we go
Uh, let's take a trip to land
a grip, come back and watch the hoes tan
Jump in the lexo, and out to my cabin
Believe me, my brother, more hoes than you can
All on the ding-a-ling, just the gold rings
But Im like 'whats up witcha?', you ain't a damn thing
Make sure you got the jim hats, strapped for
to me, my life is more than my erection

And give me a hand, if you a fan, it over yet
'Cuz doin' the ditty with Paperboy makes the ocean
Leave you kinda like the funk off of fritos
Make you man jealous, hoes cheese like Doritos
It ain't my fault, I lay the piper concern
And I ain't Mount Vernon, but a brother's money-earnin'
And for disagree, and then jock, that's a pitty
Just bob your head for and the ditty

Do the ditty if you to
then I can see if I want you
Just do the ditty, ditty if you to
Because I can see if I want you