Luyện nghe bài hát No Names (Black Debbie)

Well, Debbie this is all about her biological clock
And I screaming long enough to tell 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 to tell them apart because she's black

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

Real phony with that's hardly fresh
How they to deal is anybody's guess
Yours is as good as mine, sure fine
the hood where you squeeze your nine off the free cheese line

All you saw was a, do a line
To she stood 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
What a brother gotta do to get a taste a some of you,

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

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

That's gonna leave a
Leave 'em grievin' blues believin' in the Evening News
They be eatin' glue
it all back and we even 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

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

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

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

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

As you wallow in a pit
Cheers, is that beer, kid?
Then swallow it or get by the Sandman or some Apollo
Flow so weird, his own peers couldn't it

On the phone, he sounded a real paid
Then we met in person, he was shades blacker
That's why he saved over 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 think call me Dr. Quinn?
Um, I just thought was a nickname
You know, Dr. Dre, Eastside!