Luyện nghe bài hát In My Face

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

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

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

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

(verse two) {3:24}
I'm a royalty check
Coup deville smashin', pretty assassin
Lookin' for action
If you compassion, I'll be pussy basshin'
Baby hit me up like 'yo, the fuck happened? '
'was it somethin' I did? was it my three
You love me no more, was it the wave or the wig? '
I'm tryna be nice, so I'm sittin' there
But I had to tell the bitch 'baby your breath be (ha ha)
Niggas, spendin' they last, tryna for ass
You bought a truck, but you can't buy gas
Insurance is a bitch, I hope you crash
But when you do, let me buy them and slap 'em on my jag
When it to fasion, don't make me start flashin'
Break a bitch off, and have that tire slashin'
I'm leather, leather, together we be clashin'
Quik! hit 'em with the chorus, start bashin'!

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