Luyện nghe bài hát Majesty

Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh)
you want, you can have from me (oh, oh)
I want your love, lead me on
give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey
'Cause I'm a for ya
shang-a-lang-a-lang
Boom

Uh, uh, yo, I got the and the power now
The G5'll get me out there in an now
The MAC movin' crack, I'm sellin' powder now
G-game over, locker room, hit showers now
I got the and the catalogue
Just did a deal, Mercedes-Benz, check the
I'm buildings, we don't buy the blogs
The challenge when I fly to Prague, uh

'Cause I'm a for you
shang-a-lang-a-lang
Boom

Uh, yo, who want it with now?
I smoke 'em hippies now
see me, say yippie now
Homes like Griffey now
They like sissies now
You is iffy now
Bitches switchin' up
We take 'em to now
I'm thicker than peanut
He nuttin' Skippy now
He me to be his wife
His like sippy now, uh

you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh)
Whatever you want, you can have me (oh, oh)
I your love, just lead me on
give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey
'Cause I'm a for ya
Boom
Boom

She invites me to the
Uh-oh, in Chicago (oh, oh)
My side piece, but she's someone's wife
So time we is borrowed
But our moment
Right here, fuck
'Cause moments these are to die for
And she's all
Nice and easy as hair when I'm it blonde
So we got lightning in a bottle

She's tipsy, I'm
So she gets a chip on her
on the sofa, I go to load a
Slick Rick song or throw some Souls of on
She goes, "All that old school hip-hop is so
Think shit's got pneumonia"
I told her, "Bitch now, just up"
why rap needs a doctor
A genre slip, known to up
It's time to check it for strep or tonsillitis
'Cause like what they swab you with when your throat
That's why Tribe is so vital, we need Q-Tip for the

it up a little bit
You ain't dealin' with a featherweight
I used to until I'd get a fuckin' bellyache
And now I'm finna step on the pedal, don't ever brake
I wanna to a level that I can elevate
The men up with the pen, I'll make it detonate
I wanna it acapella, wait, I gotta set a date
the devil and celebrate, together we can renovate
And hella weights, and I'ma get a special place... now...
Take a ride with me, hop into my time
I'ma take the driver's as I thrust into hyperspeed
Like I'm a meteorite and mothafuck love, fuck a knee to right
And be behind, I'm a human

I must be like pie because I was bred to rise like I was yeast
And you're gonna reach these
heights, just too high to reach it
I ain't even my fuckin' highest
You better pick another game, try
And you might wanna decide to
you gotta open your eyes to peep
Am I indeed the last of a dying
Even if fire-breathing, shit you can say to inspire heat
If you wrapped your entire meat pad up in a dryer
And I'm back to rule the kingdom of it
Better not use me as your topic, anybody who me up, duck it
Let me it one hundred,
two things shouldn't be your of discussion
The and her husband,
last you're gonna wanna be is our subjects, yeah

Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh)
Whatever you want, you can have me (oh, oh)
I want your love, lead me on
Won't it up, hey, hey, hey, hey
I'm a sucker for ya
Boom
Boom

Yo, yo, let me hit you
'em I'd get you back
I know you sittin' there thinkin' 'bout who did you that
I am who did you
You trippin', did you
post on Nicki block unless you sellin' Nicki crack
Here, take a Nicki pack, out this Nicki act
Nicki Nicki that, all these bitches piggypack
Nicki back, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah

How all them mirror my style
The mandem
Inna the dance, we a go out time now
I wanna, just
Yeah, on the real I'm bitches' idol
Gotta be dumb to make me your
I'm too powerful, yeah, you not powerful
So say prayers 'cause you 'bout to die slow
Die slow, die
Jealousy is a disease, die
Die slow, die
Tell her jealousy is a disease, die slow