Luyện nghe bài hát Dum Dums

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

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

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Oh yeah, was I? Bustin', now I'm ready
Now it's '87 and Miss Thing is steady
She was schoolin', 'cos her man was makin' papers
Tellin all her friends that these caught the vapors

He found her, phoned her, then yo we her
Soon came a then he act like he owned her
He used her, 'bused her, her wrist
Then the got slapped behind her back 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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mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror on my dresser
Remember that chick Loretta, back in the days I used ta her
I wanted to smoke the boots, troop, it didn't
She was it to my man Stan who's livin' phatter

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

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

Then she took it upon herself to let me know in the mood-a
Then she her boot-a, oh shoot-a, I screwed her
I showed her, I rolled her, from here to Dakota
I gangbanged the boots like a Brooklyn troop
I stuck it in her backwards, a nut, she was starvin'
So I pushed in the bush 'til those lips partin', but she was

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