Luyện nghe bài hát Don't U Know

"Oh cutie, got it on"
"Cute, what, that motherfucker"
"You buggin'"
"Ain't no buggin', he's some motherfucker"
"You buggin', no, look at his disposition, shorty stride"

"What stride, motherfucker, he ain't shit"
"See, that's my plate, brother may kill me that"
"You got mad sour on shorty, 'cuz that ain't shit at all"
"I'm, yo, G, I think you really realizes it, look at him"

"Look at what, motherfucker, he ain't shit"
"You see what I see, B"
"I don't see nothin', you blind, sisso"
"True, true, personally, just look at him, at his disposition"

Approach the school nine thirty, you're late, this happy
The solution was my date, get in class, walk to your chair
Pop is all you see and then occasionally at the teacher
More, tune in to clockin' ya, lean back at this girl kept clockin'

Ya' hood simulated from a 'Sensimilia' blonde, tell the girl
Baby, you're the one I want, she doesn't respond, pretends to
So you say to yourself, it be her old and sore pitchin' lies
The aim on the board as hot and wild pussy you cannot this

Ooh, what slim and trim was my friend, dear, quietly I want him
To know my boots, to rap out loose in my class, but I kept
The size of my dick and that ass, so I turned around to arrange a
Swingin' episode, baby, number one's gotta say it, she a gum

Cold twist to come, I said, baby, how you feel? She said,
I said, sure, I just found my thrill wear it in the classroom
Know I'm Blueberry Hill, what I said just bottled her hate
She put her face on the chest, this is what the said

"Because of you I ain't hurtin' but then my, my heart
'Cause no, I'm not right to be flirtin, but our has to start
You're the one I'm clockin', stop or you could stop mockin'
Don't want you to see me cry, this is why, is why, this is why"

I met a girl Chandra, from way down yonder
'The apple of my eye' had a Snapple and some fries, forgot the catch's Up, thats when I up, "I've been watching you mowin' your lawn"
The thoughts were flowin', I'm holding the palm

"Hey whats that on your menu?" from we continued
And about this and that we chit and chat, sipped on the Coke
I stroked the back as she giggled and I wiggled to the bra
She said, nah, that's I noticed her pah

Big Tank, who did but the spank at parties, drink Bacardi
And didn't think just act silly, with his brother Willy another Hillbilly Gettin' ill with the Philly and moonshine, but a new time of day
On the stoop doin' the Patty Duke, ok, it's that old flip flaps
Through the caps, the platform shoes to Apple Jacks
Chub,

Yo, you niggaz, niggaz be actin' like be lovin' them, them, them Fancy bitches, I, I likes me a nasty bitch, bitch that's willing to do Anything at any given time, bitch, gotta be nasty 'cuz I'm a nasty nigga
I do baby, I wouldn't give a fuck what it was
I'll, ah, anythin' I'm a motherfucker, girl

I'm just sittin' right, in my class at a to ten, right
patiently for the class to begin, right, teacher says
"Open up texts, you read the first paragraph on 'Oral Sex'"
I said "Oral sex, what kind of is this?"

Yo, next to me said, "Whats wrong with you man, is a lesson
That makes you feel fine, kinda ease your nerves and your mind"
I "Don't try to use no hypnotic spell"
She said "Be my assistant, I'd rather tell"

My knees buckled heart started to drop my dick grew to a
That my nerve couldn't stop, I tried to run, She out "Freeze"
down my draws, dropped to her knees, ripped of my draws
As if she had claws, the rules that defined, sex laws

She responded quick, with a slick, welcomin' kiss and a ice cream
Ooh, I begged, I begged, "Easy on my balls, fragile as eggs"
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