Luyện nghe bài hát Fool Get A Clue

Yo up it's the 'D' crew up in here
With the Black and we 'bout to drop it on y'all
Y'all best get a
Fool get a clue, get a clue, get a

Now wanna tell everybody who to be with
doesn't matter to me long as I miss that H-I-V shit
And ain't the end of the world girls and us do kinky stuff
And there's way to muff without the fluids

Never the truth if my body and hair is sacred
Then why we can't be in public
totally natural like sex is but this is
A law that had to be made by men with itty bitty

The streets of this world they are my I explore them
somebody I don't like and I ignore them I don't destroy them
They way that you know who be he want me to hate he hate
But I got too poo, poo with me

get a clue it's a new game
Can't be on you I go my own way
gonna play with who they wanna play with
People always lay with who they wanna lay with

it's the B, L, A, C, K to the S, P double O, K
It don't matter another man say
I'm still do it all my way
'Cause I'm like C-Bo's quick

I don't wanna be down with yo click
I just wanna snap photo
With a freaky little puffin dodo sticks
I can live foul as dirt road

I can make three plus two six
Cut with verbal scrapes and
I'm as ill as with dicks
Scuff my kicks I'm licks

Openin' somebody up like
Purchase ism by the
Plus I brick city I picks
All in yo mix as I betwixt

Like Vix be greasin' dicks
I be skeezin' when the season switch
I be makin' tricks itch like and ticks
I swoop low and on tricks

I've got my own prefix
I'll stop twitchin' where's my
I gonna shit up like Twix

get a clue it's a new game
Can't be on you I go my own way
Players gonna with who they wanna play with
People gonna always lay who they wanna lay with

Fool get a clue a new game
Can't be on you I go my own way
Players gonna play with who wanna play with
People gonna lay with who they wanna lay with

You want me to what you want
(I go my own way)
You want me to be you be
(I go my own way)

You want me to like you be trippin'
(I go my own way)
go my own way
(I go my own way)

Maybe it ain't your flava but I'm wit it
you wouldn't be seen wit it yo but I'm splittin' wit it
Maybe it ain't style or your shape but I'm hittin' it
You want me to what you hate
But it forget it, 'cause I ain't wit it

This country tis of
Taught me how to the groceries
Now I'm crazy just like I'm to be
Smokin' mothafucka's my
Sex, and drugs mean the most to me

Murderin' ain't a thang to me
And I'ma slanging 'G'
Hold on young hold on
You keep holdin' on
You gotta on fightin'