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 smooth dark lover, prefer to be called the lover
Cuz I can do wonders under
I'm dip-dip-dope, I rhyme like
I cleanse soap, 'cause it's the great black hope
Stay away from the penile, I can rock the
Hons alway wave 'cause slick like
Pete rock on the boot knock, on the knock
the way that I flow... blood clot

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

For pete's sake I and update, wait, I radiate
The dub to navigate the tune I make
I fit like a slipper, so catch the big
Vital signs are quicker, not the line picture
original, official with the smooth criminal
I hit the on the subliminal
With the soul technician to fill the
In addition listen to the mission
The p.e.t.e.r.o.c.k.,
With the route to brut by
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 spin the record like a
The cut don't flow I touch is not a preemie
And who would ever see me when I of jeanie
I think so, peace, I gotta 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 and then I knock the boots
A smooth dark lover, to be called the chocolate lover
I can do wonders under cover
I'm dip-dip-dope, I rhyme like
I cleanse like soap, 'cause it's the great black
Stay from the penile, I can rock the senile
alway wave 'cause I'm slick like lunile
Pete rock on the knock, on the boot knock
the way that I flow... blood clot
Yo, my style's cock-diesel and I can do the
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 monkey ass the hill
So if you don't want beef, money, chill for pete's

To my man...

please...

(c.l.) the mecca's sweet like nectar, 'cause you need it
a ribbon 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 the black press can make you wiggle
The staff to the craft, the stroke of a
Pefect stranger, melody
Loopholes are when I build with the skill
steels the mic on the rock's chill
No financial aid wade I'm paid
Deep as the everglade, the escapade a
Study in the archives, place bet, sonny
Head crack back to back for the bail
For you, a chapter, by the author
Lickin' on your daughter, say, of the border
Now, we are with the funky repertoire
Draw warm a spa, star, forget all the hoopla
C.l. and pete rock
Could and penetrate, piece of cake, cousin, for pete's sake

To my man...

For sake, c'mon...