Luyện nghe bài hát Maxine

[Kardinal
Wha wha wha
Yo yo yo yo
Sit me
Mr.
Kardinal Offishall, number one bad bwoy
Yeah,
It's all this girl, ya know, drive de man crazy
out to the raspberry crew, Circle
Hear me now, me now
Let me tell you a liccle story bout this I used to nkow
Use to come and tell me she love me since me sing
She say she loves do way me represent de of T dot O
She say she love me on de TV, love me in a de
She say she sit dung pon ar' bed and to de radio
And wen me sing 'bon-diddley-bong' she run an change ar' clothes
She say me kill ar wit de styles and a murda wit de flow
Me juss a sweet ar the riddim tun ar eena yo-yo
YO!
She comin in like she know
Seh me 'ave a girlfriend and she don't (no)
box her in ar mout and chop off she toe
Lawd God why did haffe so sexy though?
She try fe kiss me pon me neck, mi tell de gyal 'Yo!'
'Walk and and you've got to go'
Yuh body look good, yes like mango
But you the story girl, come on 'a ho is a ho'
Yuh nuh nuh drawz on how yuh skin 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 body ready, for you I am waitin
It goes Maxine, oh Maxine
Yuh body look ready, make we rock steady
Offishall]
Yo, I was walkin down de street and girl said 'Hi!'
you that rapper named Mr. Kardiny?'
Chuh, see me yah-yes dat's de I
Lyric specialist, number one bad
tanks to de most high for lookin so fly
So sometime mek yuh eye dem cry
Drip out eye water and up de sky
Rush de man dem in case de youth dem waan try
She said 'I like style and yo Kardi mi nuh shy
Me strip off yuh Karl and den rub up yuh Kani
Squeeze up yuh and nyam off yuh fry
off yuh top and show you mi two ply!'
I told ar 'Hol' on girl, a musse die - you die
Betta wash yuh mout bout you a nyam out mi fry
up yourself and meet me top a Mount Zion
Cause only one girl mek de Kardinal
And

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

X2
Yeah yea
You don know,

You don
Leave me now, chuh