Luyện nghe bài hát Dum Dums

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

A real go-getter, try and sweat her
Fifteen years old and she was a jetter
She had loot, moms and dukes had the bankin'
She walked around and the stunt would act stankin'
Bitch, Miss, only dated older fellas
My slang couldn't hang, no thang, I wasn't 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', 'cos her man was makin' papers
Tellin all her friends that these caught the vapors

He found her, her, then yo we boned her
came a smack then he act like he owned her
He her, 'bused her, fractured her wrist
Then the Tommy got slapped behind her gettin' dissed
I was buggin', 'nuff on the stuff that I was
But that's how it goes for the hoes when they're

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mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror on my dresser
Remember chick Loretta, back in the days I used ta sweat her
I wanted to smoke the boots, troop, it didn't
She was kickin' it to my man Stan who's phatter

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

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Ah the show was phat, now it's 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 upon herself to let me she's in the mood-a
she licked her boot-a, oh shoot-a, I screwed her
I showed her, I her, from here to North Dakota
I the boots like a Brooklyn troop oughta
I stuck it in her backwards, bust a nut, she was
So I pushed in the bush 'til lips started partin', but she was

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