Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Your New God

*girl

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

(Sir Mix-a-Lot)
only 16, she looks lost
Bought from the dopeman, and got tossed
on the streets, smoked out
Perfect individual for me to out
You can sniff me, or you can me
But the girl known, you can't 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 know you're a junkie
Just put me in your pipe, and SUCK
*deep Cluck cluck cluck!
And while high, grab a 12 gauge
Jump on the streets, in a crack rage
The only way out is the route
Put the gauge at your and TAKE IT OUT
Now I'm on the 6 news
All my get the rave reviews
60 had a special on me
The god called Crack is 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 call me

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 a lot so money so respect me
Doin damage on the boulevard, just like
*gunfire* 'em over crack
Dope would kill for me
Cause if ya sell me, I ya live lovely
You a Porsche? Move a few ki's
Just that your God is me
The task bum rushed one of my employees
A big score, 23
Now ya see dopeman sink
And one young cop on the
The thinkin bout pinchin
And checks to his wife for the rent and
Kids, so the profit is
And he wants to his bankroll grow
23 ki's just sittin in the back
I can make the best man
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 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
Because of some hero
So I entered the hero's house in the of a line
And let him snort one
Now dead, cause my dose was pure
Got him too for the cure
So the read, "Dope Made Another Hit"
*sniff* Dead on the sniff
Now the kid is for another hero
I let him know the 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'
Give him a beeper, and let him the city
Put him in a gang, teach him to
Another young punk 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