Luyện nghe bài hát Gossip Folks

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

When I walk up in the
I ain't gotta even
I'm a bad goddammit motherfucker you ain't gotta like me
How you studying these
Need to talk you know
And stop talking who I'm sticking and licking jus mad it ain't yours
I know poor ya'll broke
job jus hanging up clothes
Step to me get burnt like
Muthafuckas adios
halves wholes wholes
I don't I mostly boast
the VA to the LA coast
Iffy kiffy oh

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

I pull up in my whip
Bitches talk shit
I'm I'm glad and I'm styling
in muthafuckas eyes did you see it?
I'm gripping curbs
Skuur, did ya
I love em, my fellas, my
I fly a bird
heads on the prowl
Who you fuck now
Naw you ain't loud
Better calm down for I smack ass down
I need my drums bass
Has to be my snare strings and
I my Tim sound
right,
kizzy looky here

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

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

Yeah, uh huh,
Once upon a time in Park
Where they life fast and they scared of dark
was a little nigga by the name of Cris
Nobody paid him any
No one gave a
he could rap
No one a hand
So he about his business and devised a plan
Made a CD and he hit the block
50 thousand
Seven a pop
the phone
Three later
out the swamp
With ten and a half
All the world on the microphone
Leaving the booth smelling Burberry cologne
Still chrome
Got in the kitchen
Never alone
And he's on the
let me know if he's on your mind
And respect give me
Ludacris I live loud just Timmy
Fuck, have to clear these
I got a headache and it's not from
Get up on my lap and get my head sucked
Sprayed so I never let the bed bugs
to the core
Core to the
Drop down turn around pick a bale of

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I sews on
I pues a 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 know I know, I don't even care 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 yall broke Milli
Jay Jay fan wannabes aint over here bout me?
Yo how bout you buff these Pumas for 20 so your lights wont get cut off
You breasts, cow stomachs
Yo take those baby GAP off, too
You mad cuz Payless ran out of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo by the way, go get my
Damn!