Luyện nghe bài hát Maxine

[Kardinal
Wha wha wha
Yo yo yo yo
Sit me
Mr.
Kardinal Offishall, number one bad heheheh
Yeah,
It's all about girl, ya know, drive de man crazy
Going out to the crew, Circle
me now, hear me now
Let me you a liccle story bout this girl I used to nkow
Use to come and tell me she love me since me sing
She say she loves do way me de whole of T dot O
She say she love me on de TV, me in a de video
She say she sit dung pon ar' bed and to de radio
And wen me 'bon-diddley-bong' she haffe run an change ar' clothes
She say me ar wit de styles and just a murda wit de flow
Me juss a sweet ar with the tun ar eena yo-yo
YO!
She comin in like she know
Seh me a girlfriend and she don't play (no)
Might box her in ar mout and off she toe
God why did Kardi haffe so sexy though?
She try fe kiss me pon me neck, mi haffe tell de 'Yo!'
'Walk and and you've got to go'
Yuh body good, yes sweet like mango
But you the story girl, come on 'a ho is a ho'
Yuh nuh 'ave nuh drawz on how yuh dry so?
Favour one ol' of dry up cho-cho!
Yes yuh batty big but you know how dat go
I'm a very tall yout because I won't low for...
[Kardinal Offishall]
Maxine, oh Miss
Yuh look ready, for you I am waitin
It Maxine, oh Miss Maxine
Yuh body look ready, come make we steady
Offishall]
Yo, I was walkin down de street and this girl 'Hi!'
'Aren't you rapper named Mr. Kardiny?'
Chuh, see me yah-yes girl de I
Lyric specialist, one bad bwoy
Give tanks to de most high for so fly
So sometime mek yuh eye dem cry
out eye water and flood up de sky
Rush de man dem first in de youth dem waan try
She 'I like your style and yo Kardi mi nuh shy
Me want strip off yuh Karl and den rub up yuh
up yuh brugah and nyam off yuh fry
Blow off yuh top and you mi two ply!'
I told ar 'Hol' on girl, a die - you waan die
Betta wash yout yuh mout bout you a out mi fry
Clean up yourself and meet me top a Zion
Cause only one girl mek de high
And

[Kardinal
Diamond, and Gold, and next to she
Look like a big ol' tin a bully beef!
She lip dem and sheleg look sweet
Body a shine from she head to she feet
Nice type of girl dat you yuh moumma meet
Every time yuh talk ar name, yuh haffe skin
like a who? The gyal bad yuh nuh see it
Everytime she a slam mi haffe get up and dweet
Clothes dem bran new Parasuco
Grip de like noby livin' in Toronto
Boassy whe she walk-never to 'Yo!'
She only listen to ar man she walk outta door
And that's
Lord let me tell you about Max--ee-een!!!!

X2
Yeah yea
You don know,

You don
Leave me alone now,