Luyện nghe bài hát Mac Daddy

"Now why ain't you there where you supposed to be?"
"The white trip he tried to off me man."
"Let me tell you something now you listen to me and you to me
closely.
I don't give a shit what happened to you now I want you to get
yourself together and get back out and get me my money! Now I don't
how
long it takes for you get out and get it!. Now GET!"

Yo Big Dubez, what it like?
Thievz, Brando be the crook type
King sideburns be on hook, right?
We some niggaz that keep our good looks tight
We all

(Marlon Brando)
Hey yo where the at? Blunts copped in Cogn-y-ac
Girls in the act, like "where the fuck at? Call him back"
Ask him where he ballin' at, only right,
goin' thru all the lights, the bright motor-bikes on the 'pike
Girls be watchin' all the sales
'bout "do my nails and take me to Bloomingdales"
gassed ex-males for the Lex ginger-ale
spinned the Cryst-al, trickin' french fingernails
Now, Virginia girls keep their looking lit up
Getting' ready for the summer, all spring sit-ups
My will make you shake-up, Call your man to break-up
Have sex all night, and leave before you wake up

2x

(Big Dubez)
Honey was bad to death, the far left
Came in with some nigga, Im figurin'
I runs up on shorty, you bein' a sporty
thief, I brief shorty on lickin' my whole
Spit a hella flame of game, what the my name?
All it was a minute to ruin this bitch's brain
She "Don't you?", Im like "Yea, yeah"
"You a- that?" "Yea there"
So why don't we, you, me, you know?" she "yea, where?"
Jack' lime pieces got me straight like creases
got rid of my dime pieces, I in on Alisha's
Now honey all facetious, to skate
that's when her man up, getting' ready to hate
"Oh, so where you think you goin'?", I'm like "Yo pause,
we go way back, I ain't to lay her"
I can't see how a player see himself getting played
Getting' hit with "I boo since the 10th grade"
To ease pa', I the bar
then I hit money with a funny
With his turned we broke out, he gotta be burnt
I got his bitch up in the Radisson, suckin', smokin'
Even we bounced I still lit up the place
'cause when he lit that long Cuban, it blew up in his

2x

(King Kirk)
Shorty in the tight gown, over in the pink
threw a wink, dropped my drink
As I stopped to think, it be the links
or the glow the ice, reflectin' off the disco lights
So Kirk, its your night, so I stepped to her polite
and tapped her, King Kirk the rapper
she screamed with laughter, splashed, could'a smacked her
my breath stopped
when I look on my shirt, I bet' not a wet spot (bitch)
Love, you lucky, no more to say, a business card laying to EMG,
and walked away, I don't
Playing's for players I'm a mack, to be in limos jet-black
Havin' a chat, the cat, went over and sat
in my reserved seats, serving me eats
I'm observing the freeks, for asscheeks
about four of 'em or of 'em
I saw some, told the waiter "Call all of 'em"
They came said their name and the club was borin' 'em
and they was watching me all but I kept ignorin' em
I'm just thinking lurin' em to my crib, scorin' em
As the waiter pourin' em drinks, I peeped the whore in 'em
Later they me happily, sexin' rapidly
No strategy, cousin?, just the mack in me

2x

(Female Singing)
Hey there, Mac Daddy, if you want me
To hop in your and groooove
You just have to spend, fuck you and your friend
Or do you choooose, nowww

(Sporty Thievz)
Hey miss sugar mama, we ain't nada
you gotta suck the (get the dick, get the dick, get the dick)
you you slick, you stupid bitch
Real Macks don't trick (I you knew, I thought you knew)