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

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

Just week when I was walking down the street
I observed this lovely lady that I to meet
I up to her, I said hello
She said, You're kind of cute, I said, Yes, I

But by the way, sweetheart, what's name?
She said, My friends like to call me Elaine
I said my 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, let's about you
And all the wonderful things you and I can do
I popped cash and in a little bit of time
I showed some and the girl was mine

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

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

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

Nevertheless, don't mean to your bubble
But of the world ain't nothing but trouble
So time a girl gives you the play
Just my rhyme and get the hell away

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

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

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

We went to her bedroom thinking of one
Took the phone off the hook to avoid the ring
I caressed her body and I kissed her
And that's I observed those satin bed sheets

I felt that it was for me to make my move
I thought I better hurry up I busted a groove
I leaned to kiss her but then out of the blue
A door slammed and a voice said, Baby, where are

Her busted in, he grinned an evil grin
And said, Boy, I'm a tear your limb from limb
I was scared as hell, 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 underwear on to my warm
And to top the night off, I had to break in my
my keys were on pants back on Sheila's book case
I was sneezing and coughing
I hope this doesn't happen too but

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

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

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

six o'clock now, at eight will you be ready?
(Yeah)
Aight, fine, see you then,
I combed my hair washed and my teeth
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 for at least an hour
It was ten after nine she got in the shower

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

But it just goes to not trying to bust your bubble
But girls of the world nothing but trouble
So next time a gives you the play
Just remember my rhyme, remember my rhymes
Take heed to my rhymes and get the hell

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