Luyện nghe bài hát No Names (Black Debbie)

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

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

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

Real phony with beats that's fresh
How manage to deal is anybody's guess
Yours is as good as mine, she's fine
From the hood you squeeze your nine 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
Circle you, thicker by
Behind swingin' like bring it back, come,

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, acted like she a roach
The shine reflect colors like your CDs
Show love to others, we all brothers like the Bee

All, except the and you
Hold your applause, they God's laws and who pays?
The taxpayer who
a rapper by his toe and smack off his tattoos

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

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

Either or dude
your girl around this man whore and she's too screwed
Just in case she's in a 'What you wanna do'
Bring your plate to the Face and get your food chewed

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

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

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

As you in a sorrow pit
Cheers, is that your beer,
Then swallow it or get by the Sandman or some Apollo
Flow so weird, his own peers follow it

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

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

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