Luyện nghe bài hát Gossip Folks

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

I walk up in the piece
I ain't gotta even
I'm a bad goddammit motherfucker you ain't gotta like me
How you studying hoes
Need to talk you know
And stop talking bout who I'm sticking and jus mad it ain't yours
I know ya'll ya'll broke
Ya'll job jus hanging up
Step to me get burnt toast
Muthafuckas adios
Halves wholes wholes
I don't brag I mostly
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
zigga ay zee
Its all
Its like
Its all
Its like
Na
Wa zee
Wa zoom zee

I pull up in my whip
Bitches wanna shit
I'm driving I'm glad and I'm
in these muthafuckas did you see it?
I'm these curbs
Skuur, did ya
I love em, my fellas, my
I fly like a
heads on the prowl
Who you fuck now
Naw you getting loud
Better down for I smack your ass down
I my drums bass high
Has to be my strings horns and
I need my Tim
right,
Izzy looky here

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

I go out my house shorty
You waiting to see
Who gon up in the club and then report that next week
Just wanna see who I am boy
Sniffing coke
I know by the I finish this line I'm a hear this on the radio

Yeah, uh huh,
upon a time in College Park
Where they live life fast and they of dark
There was a nigga by the name of Cris
Nobody paid him any
No one a shit
he could rap
No one a hand
So he went about his business and a plan
Made a CD and then he hit the
50 sold
dollars a pop
Hold the
Three years
Steeped out the
With ten and a half
All around the on the microphone
Leaving the smelling like Burberry cologne
Still chrome
Got bitches in the
Never alone
And he's on the
Please let me know if on your mind
And respect give me
Ludacris I live loud just like
Fuck, have to clear these
I got a headache and not from tumors
Get up on my lap and get my sucked tight
Sprayed so I never let the bed bight
to the core
Core to the
Drop down turn around pick a of cotton

Musi
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

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

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