Luyện nghe bài hát Don't U Know

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

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

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

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

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

Cold twist to come, I said, baby, how you feel? She said,
Then I said, sure, I just found my 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 the bitch said

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

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

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

Big Tank, who did nothing but the spank at parties, Bacardi
And didn't think just act silly, with his brother Willy another Hillbilly Gettin' ill with the and moonshine, but it's a new time of day
On the doin' the Patty Duke, ok, it's like that old flip flaps
Through the shower caps, the platform to Apple Jacks
Chub,

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

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

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

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

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