Luyện nghe bài hát Gossip Folks

Yo, yo yo out of the way
We got missy Elliott 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 Trina
I heard the bitch got hit with three and a monkey
I can't the bitch no way

When I up in the piece
I ain't gotta speak
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 sticking and licking jus mad it yours
I know ya'll ya'll broke
job jus hanging up clothes
Step to me get burnt like
adios amigos
Halves halves wholes
I don't brag I boast
From the VA to the LA
Iffy izzy oh

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I sews on
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

When I pull up in my
Bitches wanna shit
I'm driving I'm and I'm styling
in muthafuckas eyes did you see it?
I'm gripping these
Skuur, did ya
I em, my fellas, my furs
I fly a bird
heads on the prowl
Who you trying now
Naw you getting loud
Better calm for I smack your ass down
I need my bass high
Has to be my strings horns and
I need my Tim
right,
Izzy kizzy looky

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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 just to see
Who gon roll up in the club and then that next week
wanna see who I am fucking boy
Sniffing some
I know by the time I finish this line I'm a this on the radio

Yeah, uh huh,
Once upon a in College Park
Where live life fast and they scared of dark
There was a little by the name of Cris
Nobody paid him any
No one a shit
he could rap
No one a hand
So he went his business and devised a plan
a CD and then he hit the block
50 thousand
dollars a pop
Hold the
years later
Steeped out the
With ten and a gators
All around the world on the
Leaving the booth smelling like Burberry
Still riding
Got bitches in the
home alone
And on the grind
let me know if he's on your mind
And respect you'll me
Ludacris I live just like Timmy
Fuck, to clear these rumors
I got a headache and not from tumors
Get up on my lap and get my head sucked
Sprayed so I never let the bed bugs
Hard to the
Core to the
Drop down turn around a bale of cotton

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

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

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