Luyện nghe bài hát In My Face

(intro)
Oooooh...do re mi
Fa so la ti do I'm doin' vocals
turn 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 want you to bounce to
This shit for a minute,
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 be off limits to gimmicks
And niggas wack lyrics
And tracks lack spirits
So pop your (pop your collar!)
Fuck a dollar, I'm at ya tough and to swallow
act to follow never the role model the what not
Set up shots slipknot my way to the top, pow!
Then the direction of it (yeah)
From the niggas hate it to niggas that love it
What choo from it
A a luxurious life
Maybe you a hoe that you could transform into a house wife
You loose when you recite thru your wind pipes
With action cameras and and your shit ain't tight
It's on on sight thug rugged the of it (yeah)
it shlingd'it shove it in the vein we dope
Remain with smoke, 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 titty
Lookin' for action
If you want compassion, I'll be basshin'
Baby hit me up 'yo, what the fuck happened? '
'was it I did? was it my three kids?
You love me no more, was it the wave or the wig? '
I'm tryna be nice, so I'm sittin' thinkin'
But I had to tell the 'baby your breath be stinkin' (ha ha)
Niggas, spendin' last, tryna hustle for ass
You bought a truck, but you can't 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 off, and have that whole 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)
Lick you 'till I the taaaste...
(would you, you)
2x}
the taste...
Feel the taste...of you
the taste...
Feel the taste...of you