Luyện nghe bài hát No Names (Black Debbie)

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

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

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

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

All you saw was a, do a bee's
To where she stood and 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 number two
FDA approved, played it smoother a doo rag
What a brother gotta do to get a taste a some of you,

And he mean coach
Then she saw the mask, acted like she seen a
The mirror shine colors like your CDs
Show love to others, we all brothers the Bee Gees

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

That's leave a bruise
Leave 'em grievin' blues believin' in the Evening News
They must be eatin'
it all back and we even Steven Sue

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

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

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

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

If you think you're slick, you might, wish
But uh, as a few men set sights to link with your chick
You have to find a new hen, fight to 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
so weird, his own peers couldn't follow it

On the phone, he sounded a real paid
Then we met in person, he was three 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 four disciplines

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