Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Straight

Sticky icky doo-hickey on a spliffy mickie
Think he mixin some hash with some of that Humboldt grass
dis sleazy from Union City, she wanted to freak me
when I was sticky but we did it
Look, one or three dozen nickel-plated stapler
up under my seat, why? on my feet
Uhh, cops Elroy's po-po's glock me
Chops, ran up in my car
I hope none of ain't in there crackin on the Presedential
under my yibbidy yackin and jaw jackin
and up in there singin a
Cause ain't the way the GAME was designed
You 'posed to see if you BLIND
Blastin, to the side, blowzin
Comin up out of the chicken spot, pimp -
on my way to the pizznickin spot, ice - sparklin
Pullin out was a and I be bossin

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Where all my at?
all my rugers, where all my clap-them-gats?
Where all my shooters? Dude when you stay, pop
Smoke tweed, twenty-fo'
Where all my at?
all my timahs, shot callers at?
Where all my grimies? heavy weight
me the money, the pussy, the car and I'm straight

I pull up on the set - somebody
Why all the long faces - playboy, dry
Dry as in dry? Dry as in
cause we had no work since Thursday
Know you ain't us but I got it, who want it?
By the way how y'all survivin? Shoot we been STEPPIN on it!
Uhh - cut out the
From here on out {*cough*} no scribble
quota, fuck a slow nig'
Nigga my just as long as Ron Jeremy's dick!
years olda, pimpin don't trip!
Who you be E-40 and The Click!
Uhh, I see the know me in the wind(?)
Family where you The pen, get in!
Get skirrrt, vzzzzzt, bend the
What you see two crackheads over, what? A rock

Gimme a, Cadillac with a black man's
A forty ounce, the ghetto
The lap dance, (?) like to bounce
Take off her clothes and get butt-naked, Southern girl down
A record deal so I gotta dope deal
A botch, a home-cooked meal
Take, I a (?) estate
with them long-ass fifteen minute driveways with a at the gate

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