Luyện nghe bài hát Fresh from Yard

Likkle Kim 'longside Man
(Zagga, zow, zow, zow)
Bumba, star, yo, yo
America, Caribbean, a matter a fact the
comin' at you Kim, where you at babe?

Gal flex, to have sex
Jump in a your lex steam a pop a Becks
Now you know my style is rated XXX
Just lookin' ain't a gal, you no 'nuff respect

I use to rock Sergio Tacchini, C And G
Now I'm hot steppin' in my Bee collection
Got gear to match my whips from to Sunday
Designers me exclusives straight off the runway

That's how it is, my shit is out
Some of y'all show up but like jeans fade out
Whatever, fly out the hit the beach in Miami
Niggas watch me shake my fanny in my iced out

Beenie Man and Likkle Kim out
(Shout)
from east, west, north, and south
Say, I'm the emcee the nasty mouth
Put that on my kids, we do it way big

Gal, open up the legs dem
And let me get inside that, and wuk you all
A who gal, yuh wanna bite
And kick up and a real a man she wanna fight alright

Open up legs dem wide and let me get inside
That and wuk you all
A who this gal, yuh wanna bite and up
And a real a man she wanna fight alright

From you a toppa,
(Then dem bows)
Toppa,
(Let the show)

you a toppa, toppa
(Mi look good mi clothes)
Toppa,
(Badgirl, nah fi pose)

So mi go so, hear mi man a nuh rapper
Entertainer, man a real toppa, toppa
Do wah, pop your collar, no bother
Spend a dollar, buy ganja and liquor cau wah

Gal yuh brighter and yuh now
Chicken heads and twelve hoochie mama
When car hot, clothes pop off, get it
The DJ seh we fresh yard, Likkle Kim just buck a real old dog

Last gal mi wuk she end up at the morge
Badman a badman man a nuh fraud, hey, true, what dem seh

Gal, up the legs dem wide
And let me get that, and wuk you all night
A who this gal, yuh wanna
And kick up and a real like a man she wanna fight

Open up legs dem wide and let me get inside
and wuk you all night
A who this gal, yuh wanna bite and up
And a real like a man she wanna alright

you a toppa, toppa
(Then dem bows)
Toppa,
(Let the show)

you a toppa, toppa
(Mi look good mi clothes)
Toppa,
(Badgirl, nah fi pose)

Anyway, mi girls from all nations really Haitian and Jamaican
Woman, a seh mi God's creation so dem wanna mi
Send in application, wanna mi
Line up on mi gate like mi a or immigration

How when girl, fi rule mon? Dem mad a could a wanna
Just slam up Malaysian and mi send for
a Puerto Rican 'pon di hill mi buy a mansion
Just buy a from mi girl fi wah Italian

One deh drive a BMW I she a German
And to each a di one mi send a bag a pound from over
Have girl on Netherland, African or
Bettin' mother weh mi have fresh from yard

Kim just buck a real old dog
This a bad boy yah jump record
Last gal mi wuk she end up
At the morgue, mi can tell her

Gal, up the legs dem wide
And let me get that, and wuk you all night
A who this gal, yuh bite
And kick up and a real like a man she fight alright

up your legs dem wide and let me get inside
That and wuk you all
A who gal, yuh wanna bite and kick up
And a real a man she wanna fight alright

From you a toppa,
(Then dem bows)
Toppa,
(Let the show)

From you a toppa,
(Mi good inna mi clothes)
Toppa,
(Badgirl, nah fi pose)

Beenie Man and Likkle Kim out
(Shout)
People East, West, North and South
Say, I'm the emcee with the mouth
Put on my unborn kids, we do it way big