Luyện nghe bài hát My Tone

[Chorus - voice] (background singer)
My
(Tell me do you it)
My slang
(Tell me do you it)
I'm girl
(Tell me do you it), OW!
(Tell me do you it)
jazzy
(Tell me do you it)
I'm so baby
(Tell me do you it)
Gettin
(Tell me do you it) OW!
(Tell me do you it), c'mon

1]
Yeah, I'll be if I ain't the slick son gun y'all seen
Walkin a swallowed up the pharmacy at Walgreens
Never did I love her, sorry baby it was all
Who you think you dealin with?, this Mathis' offspring
I was deep on the eighty I was there
knock it out put on my boots and get the hell up out of
You know a rapper's rule, in and out before the
And as far as parting shots, wash that up out your hair (OH)
Stob block, Cobb block, Dodge Ram, got
six twelves, amps, three sluts, what's hot
I ya once hot shot, you done braggin too hot
Reach inside that tool box, there is when the feud

2]
Papa was a Rolling Stone, but I'm a ballin
And I ain't gotta the chain, or hit the mall to show ya
I hibernate a while and call ya when it's over
Don't know where I'm headed but it's far from sober
Yeah I fucked up in life, but wouldn't it over
Cause momma said that God he got a party for ya
And I'm a give ya lord, every a heart I owe ya
It sounds a bit cliche but Bubba Sparxxx a (OW)
What you about balin hay in that South Georgia heat
Very few are paved, still I do it for the streets
There's a heap a shit to lose, but there's even more to
If you feelin froggy baby, better before you leap

3]
Baby it's the tone, got me gettin 'Georgia Dome'
Like Shondon, that Steven on the phone
Or maybe the slang, that got me gettin down my brains
on the plane, met this in Fort Mayne
And you certaintly can the jazziest persona
But it's classy broad that get trashy in the
Bubba's just the slickest, how else is there to it
just plead my case, and then let y'all unveil the verdict