Luyện nghe bài hát In My Face

(intro)
Oooooh...do re mi
Fa so la ti do yeah I'm vocals
Intimate the music up, yeah c'mon!
starts...}
Yeah! c'mon in, yeah
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 want you to to
This for a minute, yeah
no rush...relax yourself...
Relieve your stress, we go
Yes...
Bounce, come on bounce, on boooounce...{repeat}

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

[xzibit] (verse one)
I am the of the ceremony
So my territory be off limits to
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
act to follow never the role model 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
What choo want it
A reputation a life
Maybe find you a hoe that you could transform a house wife
You loose stripes when you recite thru your wind
With cameras and lights and your shit ain't tight
It's on on sight thug the love of it (yeah)
Push it shlingd'it it in the vein we dope
Remain with smoke, remote with and ras kass
Six of full blast bitch, gimme dat ass!...ha ha

(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

(verse two) {3:24}
I'm a check cashin'
Coup deville smashin', pretty titty
for some action
If you want compassion, I'll be basshin'
Baby hit me up like 'yo, what the fuck '
'was it somethin' I 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' there
But I had to the bitch 'baby your breath be stinkin' (ha ha)
Niggas, spendin' they last, hustle 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 rims and slap 'em on my jag
it come to fasion, don't make me start flashin'
Break a bitch off, and have that whole tire
I'm leather, you're leather, together we be
Quik! hit 'em with the chorus, homie bashin'!

(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