Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Your New God

*girl

WRONG, SWEETHEART?
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
crack from the dopeman, and got tossed
Livin on the streets, out
Perfect individual for me to out
You can me, or you can puff me
But the girl shoulda known, you can't me
She's only 98 and lonely
She calls to her God for help, and me
COCAINE, go n' use me, heh heh
Momma know you're a junkie
Just put me in pipe, light and SUCK
*deep Cluck cluck cluck!
And you're high, grab a 12 gauge
Jump on the streets, in a crack rage
The only way out is the route
Put the at your dome and TAKE IT OUT
Now I'm on the 6 news
All my movies get the reviews
60 had a special on me
The god called is killin your society
Colombia is where I get
I can kill with a 90-10
I work the week, my pleasure is pain
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)
Brothers up a set to protect me
I'm worth a lot so so respect me
Doin damage on the boulevard, just that
Shoot 'em over crack
Dope dealers kill for me
Cause if ya sell me, I ya live lovely
You want a Porsche? Move a few
Just remember that God is me
The task bum rushed one of my employees
A big score, 23
Now ya see another dopeman
And one young cop on the
The thinkin bout pinchin
And checks to his wife for the rent and
Kids, so the is slow
And he wants to make his grow
23 ki's just sittin in the back
I can make the best man
So the cop hits the streets to sell a little
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 way I can be stopped is with intelligence
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 the hero's house in the form of a line
And let him one time
Now dead, cause my dose was pure
Got him too for the cure
So the headlines read, "Dope Made Hit"
Dead on the first sniff
Now the kid is lookin for another
I let him the other fool was a zero
He the streets, lookin for a remedy
They him to me
I need another junky, just a flunky
Besides, the little punk was
So I put him in a fresh pair o'
him a beeper, and let him terrorize the city
Put him in a gang, teach him to
Another young punk deep in the
He'll be lucky if he lives 18
And I'm his new God
You can me Cocaine

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