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. BREATHE ME. ...
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 trust me
She's only 98 pounds and
She to her God for help, and that's me
COCAINE, go n' use me, heh heh
Momma won't you're a junkie
put me in your pipe, light and SUCK
*deep inhale* cluck cluck!
And while high, grab a 12 gauge
Jump back on the streets, in a rage
The only way out is the route
Put the at your dome and TAKE IT OUT
Now I'm on the 6 o'clock
All my get the rave reviews
60 Minutes had a on me
The god Crack is killin your society
Colombia is I get picked
I can kill with a 90-10
I through the week, my pleasure is pain
And I'm new God
You can me Cocaine

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Heh heh heh
Go n' smoke 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, like that
*gunfire* Shoot 'em crack
Dope would kill for me
if ya sell me, I help ya live lovely
You a Porsche? Move a few ki's
Just remember your God is me
The force bum rushed one of my employees
A big score, 23
Now ya see another dopeman
And one young cop on the
The cop's thinkin pinchin
And alimony checks to his wife for the and
Kids, so the is slow
And he to make his bankroll grow
23 ki's just in the back seat
I can the best man weak
So the cop hits the streets to a little pain
Now the cop has a God
You can me Cocaine

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 else go to
And I'm as hell
I tried to get a young kid but he just no
Because of some hero
So I entered the hero's house in the form of a
And let him one time
Now he'd dead, cause my was pure
Got him too quick for the
So the read, "Dope Made Another Hit"
*sniff* Dead on the first
Now the kid is lookin for another
I let him know the other was a zero
He the streets, lookin for a remedy
introduce him to me
I don't another junky, just a flunky
Besides, the punk was spunky
So I put him in a fresh 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
He'll be if he lives til' 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
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