Luyện nghe bài hát Dum Dums

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Aiyo it, can you keep it down while I rock
Tick tock about chick around the block?
She was high host, to the hostess, no boastin'
in '85, she was live, yo no jokin'

A real go-getter, try and sweat her
Fifteen old and she was pushin' a jetter
She had loot, moms and dukes had the bankin'
She walked around school and the stunt would act
Bitch, Miss, only dated older fellas
My slang hang, no thang, I wasn't jealous of her

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Oh yeah, where was I? Bustin', now I'm
Now it's '87 and Miss Thing is goin'
She was schoolin', chillin' 'cos her man was papers
all her friends that these niggas caught the vapors

He her, phoned her, then yo we boned her
Soon came a smack then he act he owned her
He used her, her, fractured her wrist
Then the Tommy got slapped behind her gettin' dissed
I was buggin', 'nuff on the stuff I was seein'
But how it goes for the hoes when they're bein'

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Aiyo mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror on my
Remember that chick Loretta, back in the days I ta sweat her
I to smoke the boots, troop, it didn't matter
She was kickin' it to my man Stan who's livin'

Than me, hops, chillin' in my and my Reebok's
Now in a jam 'cos, Stan was slangin' rocks, but
at me now, honey, 'cos this the morning after
I'm yapper, a undaground rappa
Word to mom dukes, she was suits so I her to my show
Just to my niggas that the hooker was

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Ah the show was phat, now back to the room, G
Yo mirror, this is Loretta tried to do me
My neck was on her tongue, Ep's was swung
was gettin' biz with the friend that she brung

Then she took it herself to let me know she's in the mood-a
Then she licked her boot-a, oh shoot-a, I her
I showed her, I rolled her, from here to North
I gangbanged the boots a Brooklyn troop oughta
I it in her backwards, bust a nut, she was starvin'
So I pushed in the 'til those lips started partin', but she was

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