Luyện nghe bài hát Gossip Folks

Yo, yo yo out of the way
We got missy Elliott coming
Girl is missy Elliott she lost a lot of weight
Girl I heard she one cracker a day
Oh well I heard the bitch was married to Tim and started with Trina
I heard the got hit with three zebras and a monkey
I can't the bitch no way

I walk up in the piece
I ain't gotta even
I'm a bad mamajama goddammit you ain't gotta like me
How you studying hoes
Need to what you know
And stop talking bout who I'm and licking jus mad it ain't yours
I know ya'll poor ya'll
Ya'll job jus up clothes
Step to me get burnt like
Muthafuckas adios
Halves halves wholes
I don't brag I boast
From the VA to the LA
Iffy kiffy oh

ques
I sews on
I pues a on que zat
Pue zoo
My
zigga ay zee
Its all
Its like
Its all
Its always
Na
Wa zee
Wa zoom zee

When I pull up in my
wanna talk shit
I'm driving I'm glad and I'm
in these eyes did you see it?
I'm gripping these
Skuur, did ya
I love em, my fellas, my
I fly a bird
heads on the prowl
Who you trying now
Naw you getting loud
Better calm down for I your ass down
I need my drums high
Has to be my snare strings and
I my Tim sound
right,
Izzy kizzy here

Musi
I on bews
I pues a on que zat
Pue zoo
My
Pous ay zee
Its all
Its like
Its all
Its always
Na
Wa zee
Wa zoom zee

I don't go out my shorty
You just to see
Who gon roll up in the club and then that next week
Just see who I am fucking boy
Sniffing coke
I know by the time I finish this line I'm a hear on the radio

Yeah, uh huh,
upon a time in College Park
Where they live life fast and scared of dark
was a little nigga by the name of Cris
Nobody him any mind
No one a shit
he could rap
No one lifted a
So he went about his and devised a plan
a CD and then he hit the block
50 sold
dollars a pop
Hold the
years later
Steeped out the
ten and a half gators
All around the on the microphone
Leaving the smelling like Burberry cologne
riding chrome
Got in the kitchen
Never home
And on the grind
let me know if he's on your mind
And respect you'll me
Ludacris I live loud just Timmy
Fuck, to clear these rumors
I got a and it's not from tumors
Get up on my lap and get my head tight
Sprayed so I never let the bed bight
to the core
Core to the
Drop turn around pick a bale of cotton

Musi
I sews on
I a twos on que zat
Pue zoo
My
zigga ay zee
Its all
Its always
Its all
Its always
Na
Wa zee
Wa zoom zee

Yo, up Missy killed that shit tonight for real
I I know, I don't even care about her being preganant by Michael Jackson
You what we should do
We go get her album when it comes out
she go, there she go, there she
Heeeey

Hi
up fools?
You think I aint knowin broke Milli Vanilli
Jay Jay fan wannabes aint over here bout me?
Yo how bout you buff these for 20 cents so your lights wont get cut off
You breasts, cow stomachs
Yo take baby GAP shirts off, too
You just mad cuz Payless ran out of plastic pumps for the party
Yo by the way, go get my
Damn!