Luyện nghe bài hát Gossip Folks

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

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

Musi
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

I pull up in my whip
Bitches wanna shit
I'm driving I'm and I'm styling
in these eyes did you see it?
I'm gripping these
Skuur, did ya
I love em, my fellas, my
I fly like a
Chicken on the prowl
Who you fuck now
Naw you ain't loud
Better down for I smack your ass down
I need my drums bass
Has to be my strings horns and
I need my Tim
right,
Izzy looky here

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

I go out my house shorty
You just to see
Who gon roll up in the club and report that next week
wanna 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,
Once upon a in College Park
Where they live fast and they scared of dark
There was a little by the name of Cris
Nobody him any mind
No one gave a
Knowing he rap
No one a hand
So he about his business and devised a plan
Made a CD and then he hit the
50 thousand
dollars a pop
Hold the
years later
Steeped out the
With ten and a half
All around the on the microphone
Leaving the smelling like Burberry cologne
Still riding
Got bitches in the
Never home
And he's on the
Please let me know if he's on mind
And respect you'll me
I live loud just like Timmy
Fuck, have to clear these
I got a headache and it's not tumors
Get up on my lap and get my head sucked
Sprayed so I let the bed bugs bight
to the core
Core to the
Drop down around pick a bale of cotton

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

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

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