Luyện nghe bài hát No Names (Black Debbie)

Well, Debbie thinks this is all her biological clock
And I stopped screaming long enough to you that?
Huh, no, no, no, no, no, the other Debbie, Debbie, the

Oh, you Black Debbie
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, why is she Black
No, not in a bad way
It's just to tell them apart because she's

True, Doom rolled on through with a crew
That on you for holding old brew, who told you?
Even if crap, mind your own business
They raps ain't got no like a lonely Christmas

Real phony with beats hardly fresh
How manage to deal is anybody's guess
is as good as mine, she's sure fine
From the hood where you squeeze your off the free cheese line

All you saw was a, do a bee's
To where she and sipped the Nehi Grape, the sweet kind
you, thicker by design
Behind swingin' like it back, come, rewind

Uh, me, boo
She stuck out her tongue, it was purple two
FDA approved, played it than a doo rag
a brother gotta do to get a taste a some of you, bagged?

And he don't mean
Then she saw the mask, like she seen a roach
The mirror reflect colors like your CDs
Show love to others, we all like the Bee Gees

All, the broads and you
Hold your applause, break God's laws and who pays?
The that's who
Catch a rapper by his toe and off his tattoos

That's gonna a bruise
Leave 'em blues like believin' in the Evening News
must be eatin' glue
Heave it all and we even Steven Sue

Sprinkle like seasoning beef stew
And sneezin' all in it breathin' in the flu
Get a clue, his is askew
As to all the feverin' and up goo

that or dude
Leave your girl this man whore and she's too screwed
Just in she's in a 'What you wanna do' mood
Bring your to the Metal Face and get your food chewed

Tastes chicken
He wastes no time like the line kickin' in
Or like a lace eye with you through thick and
Raw humor, face pie to a frickin'

New Yorkin', a of a finer town
Choose your words from the Boogie Down to Chinatown
Or be found with a hole in your designer
In the role of opinion, it earned a minor frown

If you think you're slick, you might, could
But uh, as a few good men set sights to link your chick
You have to find a new hen, to drink your liq'
Ten years later, see how Enzyte'll shrink your

As you in a sorrow pit
Cheers, is your beer, kid?
Then swallow it or get chased by the Sandman or some
Flow so weird, his own couldn't follow it

On the phone, he like a real paid
we met in person, he was three shades blacker
That's why he saved money over ball and dames
We all the same, no callin'

I'm as as him
What? I got Ph.Ds in scientific disciplines

Why do you think they call me Dr.
Um, I just that was a nickname
You know, Dr. Dre, Eastside!