Luyện nghe bài hát Girls Ain't Nothing But Trouble (1988 Extended Remix) (w/ DJ Jazzy Jeff)

Listen homeboys, don't mean to your bubble
But girls of the world ain't nothing but
So next time a gives you the play
Just remember my rhyme and get the hell

last week when I was walking down the street
I this lovely lady that I wanted to meet
I walked up to her, I hello
She said, kind of cute, I said, Yes, I know

But by the way, sweetheart, your name?
She said, My friends like to call me Elaine
I my name is the Prince and she said why
I said, Well, I don't know, I'm just a of a guy

But enough about me, yo, talk about you
And all the wonderful that you and I can do
I popped some and in a little bit of time
I showed some cash and the was mine

I took her over town, I wined her and her
She ask me did I like her, I said kinda
All of a sudden she jumped out her
Snatched me up by my and took me out to the street

She started all over me, kissing and hugging
So I shoved her away, I said you stop bugging
She got mad, looked me dead in my
Threw her in the air and yelled out rape

I got scared when she started to
So I handed her my wallet and ran hell
I was ducking alleys right and left
But when the cops up, they almost beat me to death
I was charged with aggravated assault
(Yo, Clancy, we got him)
But it wasn't my

Nevertheless, don't mean to bust bubble
But girls of the world ain't but trouble
So next time a gives you the play
Just remember my rhyme and get the hell

I was in a bar one night
Cooling, watching a Mike fight
I was and relaxing, sipping on tequila
When this girl up, she said, Hi, my name is Sheila

I by saying hello
She for my drink and then said let's go
20 minutes later, things were starting to
As we pulled up into her house, I said, I'm with you,

The music was soft and was wine in the glasses
She started winking and making little
At me, she pat me that's when she got bold
She started feeling up my back, I said, Oh, your hands are

We went to her thinking of one thing
the phone off the hook to avoid the annoying ring
I caressed her body and I her cheek
And that's when I observed those satin bed

I felt that it was time for me to make my
I thought I better hurry up before I a groove
I down to kiss her but then out of the blue
A slammed and a voice said, Baby, where are you?

Her boyfriend in, he grinned an evil grin
And said, Boy, I'm a tear your limb from limb
I was as hell, where I was supposed to go?
I just yelled and jumped out the window

Just my luck, we were in a snow
And all I had was my on to keep my warm
And to top the night off, I had to in my place
Because my keys were on pants back on Sheila's book
I was done and coughing
I hope this doesn't happen too but

Nevertheless, mean to bust your bubble
But girls of the ain't nothing but trouble
So next a girl gives you the play
Just remember my rhyme and get the away

Yo, man, you think see your point?
I don't know, I think they really do
I think you should give 'em another
Awright, give me a scratch, let's make it right here

I got a ring on my May 5th last year
It was my girlfriend, Betty, I said, Hello,
I was just about to you
I got a couple to the Run D.M.C. Concert
(I'm wit it)

It's six o'clock now, at will you be ready?
(Yeah)
Aight, fine, see you then,
I combed my hair washed and brushed my
Got funky dressed in my Le Coq Sportif

Got to at eight, I was ready to jet
Until Betty's mom said not ready yet
I sat there for at least an
It was ten after nine before she got in the

Nine five, she comes downstairs
And said, I need a little to finish my hair
At ten o'clock, we had then the show
She comes downstairs and says go
Go Go to sleep, I'm gone
I was like a demon as I drove home

But it goes to show not trying to bust your bubble
But girls of the ain't nothing but trouble
So time a girl gives you the play
Just remember my rhyme, just remember my
Take heed to my rhymes and get the away

Man, first your 'Parents Just Don't
Then you having these nightmares
I know, why me, man, why me? What's
Now these girls, man, you how it is
live wit 'em, can't live without 'em