Luyện nghe bài hát Gingerbread Man

"J'aibe soin crayon..."

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

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

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

I'm your Motorola
new Coca-Cola
At least until you get of my new poster
It's the money, and bread and never fantasy
A situation might change your anatomy

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

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

My young Don Juan
He hooked you with butta (?)
That there was sweet
Sumthin' I would

I like a Gipsy
Rap I'm empty
Fly a Frisbee
But hung a Grizzly

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

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

I can be like
you a whole new recipe
Don't even why you step to me
Sayin' you impressed with me

I ain't darlin'
I hear my callin'
And when there's money
Man despise stallin'

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

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

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

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

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

Shit, shit...

"J'aibe soin crayon..."