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 well I heard the bitch was married to Tim and started fucking Trina
I heard the bitch got hit with three zebras and a
I can't the bitch no way

I walk up in the piece
I ain't gotta speak
I'm a bad mamajama goddammit you ain't gotta like me
How you these hoes
Need to talk what you
And stop talking who I'm sticking and licking jus mad it ain't yours
I know ya'll poor ya'll
job jus hanging up clothes
Step to me get burnt toast
Muthafuckas adios
Halves wholes wholes
I don't brag I mostly
the VA to the LA coast
Iffy izzy oh

Musi
I sews on
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 talk shit
I'm I'm glad and I'm styling
in these muthafuckas did you see it?
I'm these curbs
Skuur, did ya
I em, my fellas, my furs
I fly like a
heads on the prowl
Who you fuck now
Naw you ain't loud
calm down for I smack 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 a twos on que zat
Pue zoo
My
Pous ay zee
Its all
Its always
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 and then report that next week
Just wanna see who I am boy
some coke
I by the time I finish this line I'm a hear this on the radio

Yeah, uh huh,
Once 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
Knowing he rap
No one lifted a
So he about his business and devised a plan
a CD and then he hit the block
50 thousand
Seven a pop
the phone
Three later
Steeped out the
With ten and a gators
All around the world on the
Leaving the smelling like Burberry cologne
riding chrome
Got bitches in the
Never alone
And he's on the
Please let me if he's on your mind
And respect give me
Ludacris I loud just like Timmy
Fuck, have to clear 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 bugs
to the core
Core to the
Drop down turn around pick a of cotton

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

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

Hi
What's up
You think I aint knowin broke Milli Vanilli
Jay Jay fan aint over here gossiping bout me?
Yo how bout you buff 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 Payless ran out of plastic for the after party
Yo by the way, go get my
Damn!