Luyện nghe bài hát Gingerbread Man

"J'aibe soin crayon..."

You make it
And it
And the pigs don't take
And keep your mission
No time to and fake it

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

Float like a
can ya handle that?
Hittin' on
Now you know how to act

I'm favourite Motorola
new Coca-Cola
At least you get tired of my new poster
about the money, and bread and never fantasy
A situation might your whole anatomy

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

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

My young Don Juan
He hooked you butta pecan (?)
That there was sweet
I would keep

I like a Gipsy
Rap till I'm
Fly a Frisbee
But hung like a

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

I eats
The
Shrimp
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 impressed with me

I ain't trippin'
I hear my callin'
And there's money involved
Man despise stallin'

it up and then cook it up
Man shook it up and then it up
And rock it up and then it up
Man it up and then cop it up

I hit the trains(?) and thangs
Stood there rappin' till the done came
the game done changed

Man get it mayne
And forget it mayne...

Shit, So
Don't think that I can split it
The Man
me if you can

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

Shit, shit...

"J'aibe soin crayon..."