Luyện nghe bài hát ms Jackson

Listen to what da supa king K Double Say
if i say hey, can i get yo she say, OK
U ask for her and she be like, No Way!
got da Boot sayin What it Dew of wo-day
everybody that that the Chamillion can't rap
I couldn't make a wack rap if my name was
I'm just jokin i take that back
but i just gave u a shout out nigga, u hate that!
Big twinkey inch leenas, clarion car
got hoes sayin "Woop, over" like Trina
I'm not a drank leena 'cause i zip Zima
broad named Tina take my drawers to da cleaners
Im above u, u under me an umbrella
don't try to front like yo game is much betta
if she yellow as the in my iceberg sweater
then u betta not let her leave home 'cause i'll
im thugged out foreva, weak.. i not!
im as throwed as a rock in a shot
knock, knock!! who is it?
none of yo business
its da color changin' so shut up until he's finished
nigga, i roll chrome and ill up at yo home
ice lookin i stuck my finger in a snowcone
it comes to this rap, u can't do me no harm
i still be calm with a bomb in my palms
and a big of dynamite strapped to my arm
three W's dot, get of my dot com
i don't wear 'cause i ain't tryin to be cute
i gave my lawyer da boot 'cause he to put me in a suit
eat with big tig and im throwed al bowlin
twenty inch rollin, john on my clothin
and youavage downtown every
i might pop up in a drop blindside and lester
nigga, nack paddy wack
hold up man, fact
i forgot to give a shout out to da alley cats
my nigga, A D, A Lee, and T
Bun B, and Ron C and Big
gotta post them nigga, out for them boys up on da
no need to spell it out 'cause yall now what im talkin