Luyện nghe bài hát In My Face

(intro)
Oooooh...do re mi
Fa so la ti do I'm doin' vocals
Intimate turn the up, yeah c'mon!
starts...}
Yeah! c'mon in, yeah
Haa! yeah! yeah!!
Uhh, ya me?
Hey yoooooouu... dj motherfuckin' quik,
You know me, x to the z, (arah!)
Ahh, it don't stop, huhh
Some new shit, on...
We just want you to to
This for a minute, yeah
no rush...relax yourself...
Relieve stress, here we go
Yes...
Bounce, on bounce, come on boooounce...{repeat}

Put your in my faaaace...
And let me you 'till i
the taaaaste...

[xzibit] (verse one)
I am the master of the
So my territory be off to gimmicks
And niggas with wack
And tracks lack spirits
So pop your (pop your collar!)
Fuck a dollar, I'm at ya and hard to swallow
Hard act to follow never the model the what not
Set up shots slipknot my way to the top, pow!
changed the direction of it (yeah)
From the niggas that hate it to that love it
What choo from it
A reputation a luxurious
Maybe find you a hoe you could transform into a house wife
You loose stripes when you thru your wind pipes
With action cameras and lights and your shit tight
It's on on sight thug rugged the of it (yeah)
Push it shlingd'it shove it in the we dope
with smoke, remote with tash and ras kass
Six months of full bitch, gimme dat ass!...ha ha

(chorus)
Put your in my faaace...and i'll
(let me you laaady)
Lick you 'till I the taaaste...
(would you, you)
2x}
the taste...
Feel the taste...of you
the taste...
Feel the taste...of you

[hi-c] (verse two)
I'm a check cashin'
Coup deville smashin', pretty assassin
Lookin' for action
If you want compassion, be pussy basshin'
Baby hit me up 'yo, what the fuck happened? '
'was it somethin' I was it my three kids?
You don't love me no more, was it the wave or the '
I'm be nice, so I'm sittin' there thinkin'
But I had to tell the 'baby your breath be stinkin' (ha ha)
Niggas, spendin' they last, tryna for ass
You bought a cadillac truck, but you buy gas
Insurance is a bitch, I hope you don't
But when you do, let me buy them rims and 'em on my jag
When it come to fasion, don't me start flashin'
Break a bitch off, and have whole tire slashin'
I'm leather, you're leather, together we be
Quik! hit 'em with the chorus, start bashin'!

(chorus)
Put pussy in my faaace...and i'll
(let me you laaady)
Lick you 'till I the taaaste...
(would you, you)
2x}
the taste...
Feel the taste...of you
the taste...
Feel the taste...of you