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

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

When I walk up in the
I ain't gotta even
I'm a bad mamajama goddammit motherfucker you ain't gotta me
How you studying hoes
to talk what you know
And talking bout who I'm sticking and licking jus mad it ain't yours
I know poor ya'll broke
Ya'll job jus up clothes
to me get burnt like toast
Muthafuckas amigos
halves wholes wholes
I brag I mostly boast
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

When I pull up in my
Bitches talk shit
I'm driving I'm and I'm styling
in these muthafuckas did you see it?
I'm these curbs
Skuur, did ya
I love em, my fellas, my
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 high
Has to be my snare horns and
I need my Tim
right,
kizzy 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
Just see who I am fucking boy
some coke
I know by the time I finish this line I'm a hear this on the

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 of Cris
Nobody paid him any
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
Three years
Steeped out the
ten and a half gators
All the world on the microphone
Leaving the booth smelling like cologne
Still chrome
Got bitches in the
Never home
And he's on the
let me know if he's on your mind
And you'll give me
Ludacris I live loud just like
Fuck, have to clear 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 bight
to the core
Core to the
Drop turn around pick a bale of cotton

Musi
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

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

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