Luyện nghe bài hát Gingerbread Man

"J'aibe soin crayon..."

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

like a CD
You know Nicky T
to your party
With no
All at your
This no usual luncheon
I see I like and then I jump in

like a Cadillac
Girl can ya handle
Hittin' on
Now you know how to act

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

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

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

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

I live a Gipsy
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 like
Show you a new recipe
Don't know why you step to me
you ain't impressed with me

I ain't trippin'
I my homies callin'
And when there's involved
Man they despise

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

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

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

Shit, shit...

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