Luyện nghe bài hát Fresh From Yard

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

Gal flex, to have sex
Jump in a your lex a blunt pop a Becks
Now you that my style is rated XXX
Just lookin' a gal, you no have 'nuff respect

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Gal yuh and yuh now together
heads and 'bout twelve hoochie mama
When car hot, pop off, get it together
The DJ seh we fresh from yard, Likkle Kim buck a real old dog

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

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

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

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

From you a 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 creation so dem wanna mi consegation
Send in application, wanna mi
Line up on mi gate mi a custom or immigration

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

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

Likkle Kim buck a real old dog
a bad boy yah jump 'pon record
Last gal mi wuk she end up
At the morgue, mi can her somethin'

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

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

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

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