Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Your New God

*girl

WHAT'S WRONG,
DON'T YOU ME?
YOU PAID FOR ME. TO ME.
sniffing*
SMOKE ME. ME. INHALE ...
HA HA HA HA HA HA, I'M NEW GOD.

(Sir Mix-a-Lot)
She's 16, she looks lost
Bought crack from the dopeman, and got
on the streets, smoked out
Perfect for me to bust out
You can me, or you can puff me
But the girl shoulda known, you can't me
She's only 98 pounds and
She calls to her God for help, and me
COCAINE, go n' use me, heh heh
Momma won't you're a junkie
Just put me in your pipe, and SUCK
inhale* Cluck cluck cluck!
And while high, grab a 12 gauge
Jump back on the streets, in a rage
The way out is the sucicide route
Put the at your dome and TAKE IT OUT
Now I'm on the 6 news
All my movies get the rave
60 Minutes had a on me
The god Crack is killin your society
Colombia is where I get
I can kill with a 90-10
I work through the week, my pleasure is
And I'm new God
You can call me

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Heh heh heh
Go ahead n' me

(Sir Mix-a-Lot)
throwin up a set to protect me
I'm a lot so money so respect me
Doin on the boulevard, just like that
*gunfire* Shoot 'em over
Dope dealers would for me
Cause if ya sell me, I help ya live
You want a Move a few ki's
Just remember your God is me
The task force bum one of my employees
A big score, 23
Now ya see another dopeman
And one cop on the brink
The cop's bout pinchin
And alimony checks to his wife for the and
Kids, so the is slow
And he wants to make his grow
23 ki's just in the back seat
I can make the man weak
So the cop the streets to sell a little pain
Now the cop has a God
You can call me

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Smoke
it
it

(Sir Mix-a-Lot)
The only way I can be stopped is with
And you get it, so that's irrelevant
So you die, or go to jail
And I'm happy as
I tried to get a young kid but he said no
of some sports hero
So I entered the hero's house in the form of a
And let him snort one
Now dead, cause my dose was pure
Got him too quick for the
So the read, "Dope Made Another Hit"
*sniff* on the first sniff
Now the kid is lookin for hero
I let him know the other fool was a
He the streets, lookin for a remedy
introduce him to me
I don't another junky, just a flunky
Besides, the little punk was
So I put him in a pair o' Dickies
Give him a beeper, and let him the city
Put him in a gang, teach him to
Another punk deep in the game
be lucky if he lives til' 18
And I'm his new God
You can call me

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Go n' use me
me
Hm hm hm hm hm hm