Luyện nghe bài hát Ohkeedoke

Let's go...no to do your hair, baby

Ayo! the go kid!

Right there! there!...oh oh, oh oh...

I'm movin' like a wet foot glidin' across ice,
these fools who be sliding on tracks, braggin' they nice
Headz screamin' they need it, but do you want hardcore?
Stakes is high like de la, plus I'm fiending to more

Trouble on the double, yet cooler than any
Frontin' on the mic nigga, who you think you with?
be on the mic kickin' nothing but that nonsense
Nigga please, ease back my crew been the bomb

Tell me to and keep doin' my thang
my dick in my pants, and just stack the green
Shorties can't be coniving, had to flip warning
Now you in a cell tryin' to post by mornin'

[starang]:now in the back of my mind, yo I do hope
[tek]:that out here don't take my crew for no joke
[ms]:'cause if our against the wall, then we goin' for broke
we'll never fall victim to the ohkeedoke!

[starang]:it on and on and on and on
[all]:you keep on, and you don't
[starang]yo, it on and on and on and on
[all]: you on and you don't stop

Steepin' to ya, dru ha, you hit the
Starang bust thangs since tek found the spot
Me and mr. smokee, the lo-key
Puffin; on l's, I fell for the ohkee...

...doke! when plan goes up in smoke
Like a bob marley spliff smoked to a roach
But on the contrair, if I smoked an a day
It'll only make a mess when I bounce way

The jail ain't workin' no more, got me punchin' a wall
Fam put a on the phone, won't accept collect calls
And to top it all off, heard my co-defendant turned
Stutter steeping the house lookin' all scary
I'm just waiting to face him in the mess
Thinkin' the tyson loss, gettin' my reps off
And the niggas in the world I used to roll with
Dont even write scripts, that's the ohkeedoke

Niggas say starang's smooth, just like ice without
I'm without dudes, on my motherfuckin' track
Niggas call me starang, others call me
But if you call and I'm not home, you can me back
But no matter where I'm at, I rock the show
The niggas next up on the mic, y'all niggas to go
Phantom of the opera, yo I scenes north, south, east
West, fuck your dukes, get it out your mouthpiece

(I was) laid back sippin' beck's, cleaning off a black tek
Jp's cuban link got my neck (shine baby)
the show like a thief, blow without a trace
See so wannabe's steadily tryin' to be me
Act grimy, crimies scheme how to fi me
Out to get the bonus, becoming assed out the homeless
No disresepct intended, but it's a up world we live in

My lust for hip hop got me strivin' for
And when my glow shine, you vision my reflection
And now chumps had to get a closer at it
As sweat trickle down face, you break into a panic

(phonecall 1-900-get-da-boot)

Like your shorties put on helmets and shouder pads, that's the ohkeedoke,
When shorties to see a nigga with...while you bleedin' is the ohkeedoke,
Too

force...

wide...

bcc...strictly bcc...

It on and on and on and on
You keep on and you stop

Word up everything is nature, word up y'all, I don't hate cha
We it movin'...we keep it movin'...

Yo, gettin pulled when you just got your wallet at your crib
your license...that's the ohkeedoke...