Luyện nghe bài hát Gossip Folks (Fatboy Slim Radio Remix)

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 eats one a day
Oh well I heard the bitch was to Tim and started fucking with Trina
I heard the bitch got hit with three and a monkey
I can't the bitch no way

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

Musi
I on bews
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 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 these curbs
Skuur, did ya
I em, my fellas, my furs
I fly like a
Chicken heads on the
Who you fuck now
Naw you ain't loud
calm down for I smack your ass down
I need my drums bass
Has to be my snare horns and
I my Tim sound
right,
Izzy kizzy looky

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

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

Yeah, uh huh,
Once upon a time in Park
Where they live life fast and scared of dark
There was a little nigga by the name of
Nobody him any mind
No one gave a
Knowing he rap
No one a hand
So he went about his business and a plan
a CD and then he hit the block
50 thousand
dollars a pop
Hold the
Three years
Steeped out the
With ten and a half
All around the on the microphone
Leaving the booth like Burberry cologne
riding chrome
Got bitches in the
Never home
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 it's not from
Get up on my lap and get my head tight
so I never let the bed bugs bight
Hard to the
Core to the
Drop turn around pick a bale of cotton

Musi
I sews on
I a twos on que zat
Pue zoo
My
zigga ay zee
Its all
Its always
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 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
up fools?
You think I aint knowin yall Milli Vanilli
Jay Jay fan wannabes aint over gossiping bout me?
Yo how bout you buff these Pumas for 20 cents so your wont get cut off
You breasts, cow stomachs
Yo take those baby GAP off, too
You just mad cuz ran out of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo by the way, go get my
Damn!