Luyện nghe bài hát For Pete's Sake

Here come's the one, plus the way I flip it
I the loot and then I knock the boots
A dark lover, prefer to be called the chocolate lover
Cuz I can do under cover
I'm dip-dip-dope, I like riz-ope
I like soap, 'cause it's the great black hope
Stay from the penile, I can rock the senile
Hons alway wave 'cause slick bunile
Pete rock on the boot knock, on the knock
Plus the way that I flow... blood

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, yeah...
So funky, a street junky
Like I before, we go, c'mon...

For pete's sake I break and update, wait, I
The dub played to navigate the tune I
I fit like a slipper, so the big dipper
Vital signs are quicker, not the line picture
original, official with the smooth criminal
I hit the cliches on the
With the soul technician to the prescription
In listen close to the mission
The p.e.t.e.r.o.c.k.,
With the route to by faberge
No doubt, to shout about a 20-bar
Off spring the when the microphone's pregnant
Give it a rubdown, now the sermon
Everywhere you go you hear mecca from the
Pound for pound, uptown, I get
And bound to the record like a merry-go-round
The cut don't flow I touch is not a preemie
And who would see me when I dream of jeanie
I don't think so, peace, I go
And shake like an earthquake, cousin, for sake

To my man...

come's the rugged one, plus the way I flip it
I collect the loot and then I knock the
A smooth dark lover, to be called the chocolate lover
'cause I can do wonders under
I'm dip-dip-dope, I like riz-ope
I cleanse soap, 'cause it's the great black hope
away from the penile, I can rock the senile
Hons alway wave I'm slick like lunile
Pete rock on the boot knock, on the boot
Plus the way that I flow... clot
Yo, my cock-diesel and I can do the hustle
Niggaz the time, I don't have to flex a muscle
I'm not the type to it, I wouldn't try to take it
Tie your girl to the of my jeep butt-naked
Slide her ass down the hill
So if you don't want beef, money, chill for sake

To my man...

please...

(c.l.) the mecca's sweet nectar, maybe 'cause you need it
There's a in the sky, but I wonder if you see it
In the days of thunder, notice how I simplex in the proper
Here steps the one, the to the riddle
Survey says the black can make you wiggle
The to the craft, the stroke of a pena
Pefect stranger, arranger
Loopholes are filled I build with the skill
steels the mic on the rock's chill
No aid wade when I'm paid
as the everglade, the escapade a renagade
Study in the archives, place bet, sonny
Head crack back to back for the money
For you, a chapter, slayed by the
on your daughter, say, south of the border
Now, here we are with the funky
Draw warm like a spa, star, forget all the
C.l. smooth and pete
break and penetrate, piece of cake, cousin, for pete's sake

To my man...

For sake, c'mon...