Luyện nghe bài hát Gingerbread Man

"J'aibe d'un crayon..."

You better it
And it
And hope the pigs don't
And keep your basic
No time to come and it

Spin a CD
You it's Nicky T
Come to your
no apology
All at function
This no usual luncheon
I see what I like and I jump in

like a Cadillac
Girl can ya that?
Hittin' on
Now you don't how to act

I'm your favourite
Your new
At least until you get of my new poster
It's the money, and bread and never fantasy
A situation might change whole anatomy

Who hit the
Hot as a crack
Took out the box
And left the flash(?) doc(?)

Shit, you
J'aibe soin crayon
The Man
soin d'un crayon

My young tiga Don
He hooked you with butta (?)
there was real sweet
Sumthin' I keep

I live like a
Rap till I'm
Fly like a
But like a Grizzly

You know, I
And there, I go
All on the
Me and my mayne

I Gumbo
The
combo
And I clown, hoe
I smile a criminal

I can be Ecstasy
Show you a whole new
Don't even why you step to me
Sayin' you ain't with me

I ain't trippin'
I my homies callin'
And when money involved
Man despise stallin'

Hook it up and then it up
Man shook it up and look it up
And rock it up and chop it up
Man flock it up and cop it up

I hit the underground trains(?) and
Stood there rappin' till the rain done
Till' the game changed

Man I'ma get it
And don't it mayne...

Shit, So
think that I can split it mayne
The Man
me if you can

You back there... "J'aibe soin crayon"
Bartender, bartender... "J'aibe d'un crayon"
Waitress, waitress... "J'aibe d'un crayon"
You think I'm playin' baby? ... "J'aibe soin crayon"

Shit, shit...

"J'aibe d'un crayon..."