Luyện nghe bài hát For Pete's Sake

Here come's the rugged one plus the way I it
I collect the and then I knock the boots
A smooth dark prefer to be called the chocolate lover
I can do wonders under cover
I'm dip dip dope I rhyme riz ope
I cleanse like soap it's the great black hope
Stay away the penile I can rock the senile
Hons alway wave 'cause slick like
Rock on the boot knock, on the boot knock
Plus the way that I blood clot

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

For Pete's sake I break and update, wait, I
The dub to navigate the tune I make
I fit like a slipper, so the Big Dipper
Vital are quicker, not the flat line picture
Showtime original, official the smooth criminal
I hit the on the subliminal
the soul technician to fill the prescription
In addition listen close to the
The P.E.T.E.R.O.C.K.,
the route to Brut by Faberge
No doubt, to about a 20-bar segment
Off spring the lyrics when the pregnant
it a rubdown, now here's the sermon
Everywhere you go you hear Mecca from the
Pound for pound, uptown, I get
And bound to spin the like a merry-go-round
The cut flow that I touch is not a preemie
And who would ever see me when I of Jeanie
I don't think so, peace, I go
And shake like an earthquake, cousin, for Pete's

To my man

Here come's the rugged one, the way I flip it
I the loot and then I knock the boots
A smooth dark lover, prefer to be called the lover
I can do wonders under cover
I'm dip-dip-dope, I rhyme like
I cleanse like soap, 'cause 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 knock
the way that I flow blood clot
Yo, my cock-diesel and I can do the hustle
know 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 back of my butt-naked
Slide her ass down the hill
So if you don't want beef, money, chill for sake

To my man
Music

The sweet like nectar, maybe 'cause you need it
There's a ribbon in the sky, but I if you see it
In the days of thunder, notice how I simplex in the proper
Here the one, the answer to the riddle
Survey the black press can make you wiggle
The staff to the craft, the stroke of a
stranger, melody arranger
Loopholes are filled I build with the skill
Liquid steels the mic on the Rock's
No aid wade when I'm paid
Deep as the Everglade, the a renagade
Study in the archives, place bet, sonny
Head crack to back for the bail money
For you, a chapter, by the author
Lickin' on your daughter, say, of the border
Now, we are with the funky repertoire
Draw like 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 Pete's Sake,