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 host, to the most hostess, no boastin'
in '85, she was live, yo no jokin'

A real go-getter, try and sweat her
years 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, young Miss, only older fellas
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 niggas caught the

He found her, her, then yo we boned her
Soon came a smack then he act he owned her
He used her, 'bused her, fractured her
Then the Tommy got slapped her back gettin' dissed
I was buggin', 'nuff on the that I was seein'
But that's how it for the hoes when they're bein'

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Aiyo mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror, on my dresser
Remember chick Loretta, back in the days I used ta sweat her
I to smoke the boots, troop, it didn't matter
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
at me now, honey, 'cos this the morning after
I'm yapper, a nappy-headed undaground
Word to mom dukes, she was suits so I took her to my
to show my niggas that the hooker was

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

Then she took it upon to let me know she's in the mood-a
Then she her boot-a, oh shoot-a, I screwed 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 bush 'til those started partin', but she was

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