Luyện nghe bài hát Got Some Teeth

Woo,
There's a lot of bitches up in tonight boy
I'm to get drunk
Let's hold
the bar at?

Okay, okie Obie's here
No focus, hobo's got a career
And I your brassiere and there's a party in here
And I'm to talk naughty in Veronica's ear
She erotic and it's hot, saw a Heineken
Put it to the side and invite to "Cheers"
Pull up a chair, swear no drama
Prepare for a player, who workin' a monster
I ain't got time to waste, vacate the place
Shut blinds and drapes, grind to your face in a state
Concentrate, you will that your bound to get
But we found fate
We can watch two mates masturbate
Why and wait, let's Escalade to the nearest Super Eight
Until your rear is on the mirrors and they booty cheeks
on

And this is my song
Now sing along, the DJ throws it on
And if I leave here tonight and I asleep
And wake up, she got some teeth (uh huh)

And this is my song
Now sing along, when the DJ it on
And if I leave tonight and I fall asleep
And up, hopefully she got some teeth (uh huh)

Okay holy moly
Look around the club everywhere
And she me starin'
And my homies me to approach Karen
model material, but she got a venereal
Tons of fathers', baby bottles and cereal
She 'cause I got a lot of DeNiro (DeNiro)
The DJ's Obie's song on the stereo
And she's impaired and she wants to be headin'
With the real thing not the dildo
And I know I don't to be headin' home
With some double D's of silicon
Ten hood rat surround me outside
Found me outside, clown me
'Til I pop the trunk and they found me
Bustin' at the bitches "off to they rides!"

And is my favorite song
Now sing along, when the DJ it on
And if I leave here and I fall asleep
And wake up, hopefully she got teeth (uh huh)

And is my favorite song
Now along, when the DJ throws it on
And if I leave here and I fall asleep
And up, hopefully she got some teeth (uh huh)

Okay rolie everywhere
Gotta find a slim atmosphere
Obesity's and she got me fearin'
She's gonna come over and try to eat me literally
a box of Cherrios
Carry and chocolate Tootsie rolls
I'm outta cause I gotta big girl disorder
So better cover up that blubber or split
And I ain't got time to
Let's investigate place today
Ladies less in weight and the dress shape
Dresses petite, no window

Word to mother, they god Okra and beans
Got ya and jeans
Seems to me a little lean
Wouldn't much, hot don't touch

And is my favorite song
Now along, when the DJ throws it on
And if I leave here tonight and I fall
And wake up, she got some teeth (uh huh)

And this is my song
Now sing along, the DJ throws it on
And if I leave here tonight and I asleep
And up, hopefully she got some teeth (uh huh)

Ha ha, ha ha, ha
You gotta teeth baby
It wouldn't look right
Look, me big
You no teeth, it work
You what I'm sayin'

I'm good
Records man
Obie Trice, on